amylmarson

How do you start writing when your body feels broken? Both of my hands are injured, one with plates and screws, the other with torn ligaments. And yet, here I am… voice texting, trying to get something, anything, out. I’ve known for a long time that I was supposed to write. Honestly, I think it’s been almost 20 years. But what do you write about when everything feels tangled? Do I write what’s in my head? What’s on my heart? What frustrates me about the world? What do I love? What does joy...

As a little girl, I often dreamed of my Knight in Shining Armor, being swept away by my handsome prince.