32 Orchard Street is slowly losing its place in my heart. I feel excitement and joy for these characters in autumn when things are cold and orange and the feeling of wicked witches whispering in the dark keeping me thrilled and motivated but now I kind of want to write something else.
I won’t leave you hanging. I will tell you what happens to Leo but their story will come slower. As a writer, I’m realizing the difficulties forcing a story along. It’s painful and in authentic. I want to find something that flows, that brings me joy. Something hew is coming and I’m looking forward to sharing it with you.
Thank you for reading!