Throwing banana skins in front of myself on purpose

Why do we write? Some people write because they have to; they have this restless twisting beast in their belly that tells them they have to, just as other people seek power, or revenge, or being the best at tiddlywinks. I don’t have that, but I do respond well to a deadline. So I feelContinue reading “Throwing banana skins in front of myself on purpose”