“It is three million, after all.”
And Malcolm actually shit his pants.
Writing is not about how long you write, but how focused you are when you do so.
In life we are presented with moments; many, many moments. Good moments, bad moments, moments of fear, anxiety, hate, love, embarrassment, lust, confusion, anxiety. One can argue that by seizing any moment there are nearly an infinite amount of possibilities and series' of events which can follow said moment. But in my opinion, there are … Continue reading Moments