I must have been dreaming about the 90s

because I woke up with this song half-way through in my head.

Wolf Children has been sitting in my drawer for a while now. Normally when I finish I story, I can hardly wait to launch into editing. But it sits in a drawer, like I’ve just woken up from a fever dream and can’t comprehend the vitalness that I finish this story. Maybe I was on drugs this summer.

Maybe I’m writerly fading away.