*Author, Natalie Goldberg, says when you don't know what to write about, talk about your favorite meal. For me, this was easy! Tom wanted...

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I did it. I completed a 4 day Writing Workshop in a place I have never been to by myself, without knowing a single soul. I did it. ...

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I have shared many stories before, but never this one. Mainly because it has been tucked away, neatly filed in a category called: ...