The One Best Writing Tip I Ever Received
It’s all about what you can drop
When I was a child, I understood grief because I had an elephant cookie jar on my shelf that was missing a lid.
As a 6-year-old, I’d watched my mother drop the lid as she’d packed her belongings to leave. The lid had slipped from her fingers and smashed into pieces against the brick fireplace. We’d both stared at…