Who says that writing isn’t like giving birth? And a little bit like self-destruction too. I do my best work while the rest of the world is asleep, apparently, and it’s always going to be worth it.
Who says that writing isn’t like giving birth? And a little bit like self-destruction too. I do my best work while the rest of the world is asleep, apparently, and it’s always going to be worth it.
Forever on a Lilo 