Novel on Hold

Begging, this story,
brimming over
bursting out

I suck in,
ending preset

message elusive
crushed beneath
weight of subjectivity.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

9 thoughts on “Novel on Hold”

    1. Thanks Betty – if only I could get out from underneath and finish the darn thing, lol. Hope you are well. I imagine it’s getting hotter where you are.


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