Ironic Fortunes:
Sometimes you ask where your writing road is headed.
Sometimes you don’t see the road.
And other times you’re cryptic and the road is a method of philosophic means to get across a deep point that nobody wants to hear.
Happy Friday. 🙂
Writing a story is like building a house where the blueprints can and will change on you before, during and after the constriction.
Well played. 🙂