“The time has come for bitter things” (MM)
Time to crawl out from the black swamp that was 2011, the year in which my writing suffered but my ideas were great, the year in which I got more rejections than ever before because I was trying so much harder. What am I going to find when I emerge from the blackness? Quicksand? Firm ground? A walk into the sunset? There is only one thing I am sure about and that is that I am a writer even if no one else knows it yet.