A small essay I wrote not long ago is live at the Camroc Press Review.
It was originally posted here as Lost and Found, but it now has a new home. I couldn’t be happier.
A small essay I wrote not long ago is live at the Camroc Press Review.
It was originally posted here as Lost and Found, but it now has a new home. I couldn’t be happier.
sc morgan grew up in Oregon, where she learned not everything is black and white. Now she lives in the jungles of Costa Rica where shades of gray cover the full spectrum. She writes because she can't help herself. Sometimes she gets published.
Wonderful essay, Sarah. So poignant. How have I missed your new site. I was aware that nothing was being on the other one, but I was willing to be patient, considering that I wasn’t even writing for my own blog. That has got to stop. I may try River of Stones.
Hey, thanks for stopping by, Ruth. And many thanks for the comments on the essay. We should always write what is in our hearts because we never know who we will touch when we do. Yes, do try the river of stones. It’s a nice exercise in “looking.”
The blog. I moved over to WordPress a few moths ago. Really like it here, and all my posts and hyperlinks came with me (miracle of miracles). I’ll link your blog to mine if you are writing on it these days.