You didn’t wander into the Writers Guild because you thought it would be easy. You wandered here because you love to write. You came here because writing is something that is so far beyond familiar as to be called home. Writing is baked into your identity, interwoven into the very fiber of your being. And while you still have to eat, and drink, and sleep, somehow you’ve also learned to add writing as a major means of sustenance. For many of us, we live to write. But for many more, holistically, we write to live. And in either case, this is in celebration of you.
Love this "La Luna" piece