Oh, how young I was.
Tin Roof Alley used to be called Splashhall, a forum for writers to post their poetry, fiction, non-fiction, and meanderings. There is a section dedicated to critique, and I enjoyed the writer’s workshop atmosphere it incorporated.
I’m posting this here mostly because why not. But the real reason is to show that even at that age, I was reaching for a hobby that could distill my thoughts and leave me with thoughts that mattered.
Photo credits go to Arminé Seferian, 2006