a love creative 

Creating Through Experience.

All of my demons got together for a brief meeting the other evening, which is to say they briefly misplaced their ability to write anything and blamed me. The fur-laden marshal of my demons, who looked like a cross between a haggard hippie, an exhausted chef, and a disgruntled poet slash philosopher, banged his gavel against a tree stump that had been demoted to furniture due to the lack of his adequate judicial training. The gymnasium-sized wilderness echoed with howls, grow