Life might be telling Sunday Reilly she’s past her use-by date. But she’s not planning to go quietly.
Life might be telling Sunday Reilly she’s past her use-by date. But she’s not planning to go quietly.
Is it a writer’s dream? Or a writer’s nightmare? It starts as a spark of an idea that grows into something more concrete. As I start to write, imagined worlds appear on the page. The words become something else as characters step out of a fog and take form. The story evolves and the things …