I have been writing so much in my spare time that it became difficult to distinguish between good and bad – I could write utter crap one time and something compelling in another.
As daily practice became the norm, so did the need for structure: a set of rules that I should follow to make the most of my writing.
Recently, I shared them with someone close and it made me think: why do I keep it to myself? What value is there to hoard everything in my head? I can show the world how I think. Others may need it. Opportunity may come that way.READ MORE