I am experimenting with giving myself writing assignments this year and submitting for publication. I have assigned several pieces complete with submission deadlines, but I've yet to write a word. Percolating, maybe that's it. The first piece is a seven line poem about my hopes and fears and the field of social work. I am percolating.
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thanks for sharing your ideas
ReplyDeleteI believe you will write more about Percolation Testing
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