Letter to My Pre-Teen Self
A couple of months ago, just before I headed off on my first transatlantic adventure, I was talking to a friend about how it felt like I was on the cusp of fulfilling an old, childhood dream. When I was…
Memento mori, memento scribere
Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone. Pablo Picasso I’ve often talked about being a writer. Or, to be more accurate, I’ve often talked about wanting to be a writer. This was the answer I…