I printed out the rough draft of my very first complete manuscript; how thrilling beyond words to see the stack of paper, all 219 pages. I don’t care that it’s rough in a zillion ways, and that now it’s time for the yucky editing part: revise, delete, revise, ugh.

But let me say it again that I’m so grateful for this time, for however long it lasts. The peace and space and the tools to stay healthy and work with my creative mediums.

You Can’t Buy My Love – Barbara Lynn
Last Shot – Kip Moore

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