I didn't stop writing, I just stopped writing here. And I stopped writing like a writer. Because it made me feel like shit.
But maybe now that I'm not an English major I'll return to the deliciously guilty carnal pleasure that prose was for me before that program got its preachy, prudish stranglehold around my creative neck.
Hopefully I didn't escape too late.
FIN. 4:24 a.m., Friday, Dec. 29, 2006