As a writer, you want it to be a perfect masterpiece. You want every word, every scene to make an impact. You crave this so much, that you overthink every paragraph, every word, from a sentence down to a letter. Oh, you want the poets, the readers, the editors to look back and say, “Her book was so beautifully written that I could feel every emotion: the ache of pain, laughter, love. A part of me was lost, buried in those pages and I don't think I can ever get it back, because I never wanted it to end.”
P.s: I edited my bio again.