Unleash Your Inner Rebel: The Secret Art of Guerrilla Writing Revealed
When my wife is out of town on a trip, I have all the time in the world to write — get what I want. Right? I can write and write until my fingertips and wrists hurt, my eyes sting and the too many cups of coffee start belching. But, no. It doesn’t happen. Guerrilla writing has become my thing. My kids have grown. My dog has passed. My work has slowed — I’m retiring soon. I’m feeling old for a writer who hasn’t published that Great American Novel yet. Whatever that is. I don the armor of the guerrilla writer and wait for my next retreat, knowing I’ll be back.
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