I love reading your words. They remind me of my life (not so long ago) when I was surrounded by little children who all wanted to share my lemonade....I don't regret the moments when I stopped to share the sunshine, the sky, the laughter, and even my lemonade....or chocolate chips.
I’m not sure I have formalized what is asking courage of me now. But—I think it involves something with contours much like your post—an offering, a sharing, an ours, with words. Thank you for sharing!
I love the slant you took to this prompt! The lemonade frame, the call to create with courage. Thank you! I’m excited for the chance to read your novels!
I love reading your words. They remind me of my life (not so long ago) when I was surrounded by little children who all wanted to share my lemonade....I don't regret the moments when I stopped to share the sunshine, the sky, the laughter, and even my lemonade....or chocolate chips.
Beautiful!!!
I write to become more alive, yes!
I’m not sure I have formalized what is asking courage of me now. But—I think it involves something with contours much like your post—an offering, a sharing, an ours, with words. Thank you for sharing!
I love the slant you took to this prompt! The lemonade frame, the call to create with courage. Thank you! I’m excited for the chance to read your novels!