Writer as Creator — Tales of an Over-Educated Delivery Driver

Melding words together feels like music inside of me, reverberating in my bones and sending sovereign electrical signals to my nerves. My drive to write feels not unlike that reptilian urge to eat, sleep, and have sex. I can’t not do it. When I lie in bed at night and try to settle my brain […]

Writer as Creator — Tales of an Over-Educated Delivery Driver

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