If a line extends beyond its point, It reaches towards infinity! Let art be like that line, The truest Beauty/Mirror of humanity! . . . ( Unanimus )
Sunday, January 22, 2012
A NEW HOPE
My new home would be with my mom and step-dad in Toms River, New Jersey. I had lots to do, getting my life back on track, and had little time to make art for a while. I was a stranger in a strange land.
MY RETURN TO WRITING
Having been introduced to a coffee shop called the Java Joint in Toms river by the TRAC 81 group I joined a writers group that met there in the back room. I intended to finish my Lincoln County novel, and needed help and inspiration.
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