“Write me a lovesong”, he said. I waited for some hint of amusement to appear on his face; some indication that he was joking. But he wasn’t. “What? You love writing, don’t you? You’re so good at it even. This should be a piece of cake. Write me one.” Well, I did tell him I... Continue Reading →

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