“Writing 101, Day Fifteen: Your Voice Will Find You
You’re told that an event that’s dear to your heart — an annual fair, festival, or conference — will be cancelled forever (or taken over by an evil organization). Write about it. For your twist, read your piece aloud, multiple times. Hone that voice of yours!”
It’s just not the same anymore. I’ve said it over and over. There’s no other way to describe it. She’s gone. The new ones are hard to work with. They have these ideas that get everybody in trouble. They think too much of themselves to think of the team. They like to hear themselves talk. They don’t listen. Hate it.
But I think I might be over it. Or getting there. I’m sad to be excluded from what used to be great. It’s just not great anymore. She was the last part of its greatness. And now she’s gone. They can march on in their own way. I’ll catch ’em on the flip side. Maybe.