Dear friends,
I begin this issue of Me Who Writes with a peaceful shot of April trees. No reason. I just like it.
I make lists. The process calms me. When I have a host of things to do and feel like I can’t do any of them, I sit down and make a list. It’s like taking the unruly forest of thoughts rampaging in my head and imposing order on them. The impose…
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