March 2012
15 posts
I started writing a story about a medication I was supposed to have, out of sheer precaution, I didn’t take it because I didn’t need to. Burroughs inspired me to take a twist on it and develop an opening paragraph filled with gloom, despair and filth. The lowest of the low, the nothing. I felt a connection with it on a personal level, the week prior to me writing this has taken me to...
