A short story
The anguish of being a writer! It’s as though our words are held in reserve for our writing and it’s hard to access them for anything else.
That’s so much what I was trying to convey ... those ships who pass in the night. Sliding doors. That sort of thing. Thank you for reading
I wonder if it would make a difference to my self-confidence if I had some calling cards printed
"Sharron Bassano - writer." I think maybe it would.
The anguish!! Love it.
I love the premise of ‘missed moments’, the sliding door moments when all possibilities sit tantalisingly in reach … thanks so much for reading (and sharing).
I do too, and those moments feel almost more exquisite for being unrealized. What if!
A rich vein for we fictioneers to mine!
The anguish of being a writer! It’s as though our words are held in reserve for our writing and it’s hard to access them for anything else.
That’s so much what I was trying to convey ... those ships who pass in the night. Sliding doors. That sort of thing. Thank you for reading
I wonder if it would make a difference to my self-confidence if I had some calling cards printed
"Sharron Bassano - writer." I think maybe it would.
The anguish!! Love it.
I love the premise of ‘missed moments’, the sliding door moments when all possibilities sit tantalisingly in reach … thanks so much for reading (and sharing).
I do too, and those moments feel almost more exquisite for being unrealized. What if!
A rich vein for we fictioneers to mine!