Little Pink Spoon #8 from The Wheel of Creativity
{This post is part of a series of excerpts from my forthcoming book. It is continued from last Monday.} View From The Floor Secretly, privately, the creative voice in me longed for expression. With the same guitar in my arms, on Saturday afternoons when every other girl was outside, I sat on the floor in the dorm and wrote songs of longing and discontent. View from the Floor Always sitting on the floor. Guitar in hand, on the floor, in hand, on the floor. A single...
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