Form and Void
I finished the first draft of my novella last night. But I don't feel anything except that same old sense of loss and emptiness. The only time I ever enjoy writing is when I'm in the middle of it. On…
I finished the first draft of my novella last night. But I don't feel anything except that same old sense of loss and emptiness. The only time I ever enjoy writing is when I'm in the middle of it. On…