the tulips have yet to sproutthe birds calls are quietthe ice covers the groundthe night is frigid and silentbut deep in my heartan ember is growing brighterfor i have the breeze of springin the dead of the winteri have smelled it on your scarfi have seen it in your smilei felt it with your touchi have heard it in your voicet... More..
Finding a good online writing critique groupThe image one has of a writer is of a solitary, lone person, tucked away in the basement of their house typing away on an IBM or an old manual typewriter. While the technology has changed so that writers no longer need to clack away, a writer's life is still in many ways a solitary ... More..
Phil Lanuto
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