Many worlds live behind my eyes, and each and every one claws at the edges of my mind to come into being through word and art. I have played with them, dancing through the night. I have tried to prioritize them so I can work on one world at a time, but the others shout and scream to the point where I can no longer hear the chosen one...
Creative Storms and the building of Worlds
Creative Storms and the building of Worlds
Creative Storms and the building of Worlds
Many worlds live behind my eyes, and each and every one claws at the edges of my mind to come into being through word and art. I have played with them, dancing through the night. I have tried to prioritize them so I can work on one world at a time, but the others shout and scream to the point where I can no longer hear the chosen one...