No, really, do you remember me? I’m the future soccer mom who still wants to be a writer.
The last couple of month I’ve been MIA. What happens is that life is actually a haiku. I’ve learned that when a series of sudden deaths plagued my relatives.
It’s not been easy coping with all the pain death causes, especially if there’s been several of them.
Now that I’m back on track, I’m back into writing.
Last year I wanted to write a short story. Now I’m full into the poetic drive. I usually write poems in Spanish, but I’m writing and that’s what really matter.
The short story must wait; now poetry rules.