Do You Still Believe in What You Do?

Ever since I opened Scribblory (my writing business), I keep getting this nagging thought of you-don't-have-the-right-to-do-this or you-are-not-good-enough. You see, there is this glaring fact that I have no formal training in writing nor any huge accomplishment in the craft save, of course, my dear memoir, Finding You, which has not found a seat in the "Best-Selling Books"... Continue Reading →

Batman in a Box

"Mommy, can I play with Batman?" the young boy asked. His neck felt stiff from looking at the Batman in a box - he had his black mask on and his cape was frozen in a flutter behind him. His fists rested on his waist, feet apart. He stood proudly on the shelf. "Remember what... Continue Reading →

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