REMEMBER the days of innocence. That was such a carefree time, when the words poured forth untroubled by matters of craft and technique.
The learning needed was steep. The fertile mind of the new writer, however, was too star-struck by the first emergence of the creative cosmos to notice the incline rising rocky underfoot.
Too engrossed to consider where a turn might lead to a grassier path, the emergent writer follows their star oblivious to the hazards ahead. Continue reading “Learn to Navigate If You Want to Gaze at the Stars by Mark Cantrell”