Louisa Gholson, a writer haunted by what she can't bleed for.
From The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Can I stay connected to my pen? Writing for me has been lack of discipline plagued with the hope of grandeur which produces nagging self-loathing for not staying true to form.