When I Bled


“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
-Ernest Hemingway

About a month ago, as the new year drew in, I let myself bleed. It was late at night and all souls were deep in slumber except for mine. And yesterday, the good news came. My writing was finally published in Philippine Daily Inquirer’s Young Blood column. Though yesterday was nowhere near perfect, it was a day when I felt truly alive once again because I got something I knew I wanted. God is good!

Read full article at: Inquirer.net

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