A happy vicar I might have been
by George Orwell A happy vicar I might have beenTwo hundred years agoTo preach upon eternal doomAnd watch my walnuts grow; But born, alas, in an evil time,I missed that […]
Why Do You Write?
In an infinite word pool, somewhere out there in this vast universe, are some phenomenal reasons why writers write. Looking through my literary space telescope I located some famous writers […]
