I looked over some notes, scrapping old ideas and scenarios. Well, not scrapping as in throwing it out. I never throw anything out. I still have a short story that I first wrote when I was in high school.
Hey critters, creators, writers, and overall humans! How are this day? I didn’t know what I’d be talking about today, but then I realized I had made a mistake setting up my posts, so I thought it’d only be apropos to talk about forgiving yourself.
But first, if you have the time, go back read my last three posts in their entirety because they’re awesome but also because they’re visible, as before I’d unknowingly cut off the bodies of all three of them!