What do you think about when you think about writing? Ink blots, not quite erased letters, cramping fingers, writer's block, no organization to your thoughts? Or endless flow of ideas, limitless imagination, and pride for another page, another chapter written? Me? I'd say both.
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Stories by Sam
The Three That Inspire Me
Short story about how my friends have inspired me. (#EyesLipsFierce)
My Moment of Awkward Gay Panic
Exactly as the title says, and it starts in a used book shop with a moment of hesitation and a missed opportu...
So Darkness She Overcame
"But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I overcame."
In a small town in Wales...
