The terror of writing; confessions of a coward in Sevilla

Writing produces in me this fear so profound, that I become the Master Procrastinator, and end up hating myself. Is this normal? Here I am in Sevilla, southern Spain, the 'frying pan' of Europe, or so it is called. It's August 2018, and I am free, free of responsibilities. I am an empty-nester, adult children … Continue reading The terror of writing; confessions of a coward in Sevilla

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