Death of a salesman

Innocence kills me.

So two miles west, one mile north?

The hardest part about writing for me is getting from the beginning to the end. I have these pictures in my head of how I want it to go. I have the beginning, I have the middle and I have the end. But paving the road and making sure I go through all those stops without going down the scenic route is hard. Anyone that has written any sort of paper, fiction or non-fiction, knows what I mean.

It's not so much a creative block, it's more of a navigation problem. "I know where I need to go, I just don't really know the best way to get there." I could write down every detail, which would be the long way around. Or I could just jump from A to B to C as if they are five feet apart, but that is cheating and very bad writing.

It's a complicated journey, and since I'm writing the two stories on here, I'll release the names after I have three chapters each for them, I'd love feed back on the writing, on the story or your thoughts in general.

Olivia still loves M&Ms

I loved you. Once, but never again .