My longtime friend, John, was a good man. A sweet soul with a tough exterior, but a caring heart that seems to be lost to many today. I miss you, John.
It’s incredible the privilege that people have, simply by being at the right place at the right time, or bottling their emotions in to please others. I’ve tried so hard. I guess I’m born to lose.
Unless you're an educator, I couldn't care less if you have a college degree in a creative field. My mentor had a degree in biology; he never took a single class on how to write or think creatively. He just had it. Great ideas. Wit. A knack for persuasion. Everything he wrote made you feel something. While I have a college degree in journalism, my best work is due to my insatiable curiosity and desire to share a story. A degree never comes into play. The best writers I've known are about great ideas far more than technical skill. A story just throbs in their brain and roars out like a raging wildfire. Give me that. any day.