My eleven year old daughter, who, not ten minutes ago, was riding a wave of euphoria while singing her new song, is now angry and in tears because that same song “is actually trash.” I’ve been writing (as a career) for twenty one years now, and I still do the same thing.
A performing songwriter and accidental novelist out of Lookout Mountain, Georgia, I like to foster community among Creatives, especially among Christians (who cuss). I employ humor and sarcasm and parentheses liberally (yes, to deflect) (and because it's funny to me), and I find my own public blog frightening, so periodically it disappears. My favorite thing in the world is to make people laugh. Unless it's to make them cry.