Imagine a young boy in a race. He is taking quick strides, his heart pulsating more than normal, air beating against his face. His eyes are fixed only on the finished line. He cares about nothing else, not even the loose laces of his boots. His face drips with...
It’s late afternoon, and a small business owner has sent a brief. There’s an email notification that provides a preview of work.
How many times have you heard that your writing sucks? Maybe you even say it to yourself, “My writing sucks! I’m never going to make it big!”
For a few days, I have been unable to write anything original. I got the news that Promise Excel died after some health struggles.