When I struggle with writing, I think of Fyodor Dostoevsky. I think of him waiting to be executed for his beliefs (he wasn’t). I imagine him freezing in a Siberian Prison Camp. He suffered, he endured, he didn’t quit, and he wrote amazing novels. Dostoevsky...
It took me a year to write this blog post. It started January 1st, 2017. Every year my mom gives my brother and me calendars for Christmas. Usually, they’re wall calendars like photos from Downtown Abbey or photos of wildlife. But in 2016, I asked my mom for a...
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