Rowena’s Eclectic Mix of Whatever She Feels Like Writing About
New post! 4-30-2020
Not frequently, but once in a while I am inspired, either by a prompt, or because a particular piece of prose waxes lyrical enough that I think, “Oh! This could be a poem!” Usually, the “poetry” ends up in a folder named, not surprisingly, Poems, on my hard drive. I think to myself, this one has potential, and I vow to revisit it some vague time soon, and there it forever remains, untouched, forgotten, never revised.
It’s not a huge file…