Write Away: Scent


I have a cabinet. Smells like the holidays. Fall spice, Christmas trees.

They rush over me when I open the door. An instant flood of sensation.

So many stories to decipher amongst the aromatic kaleidoscope.

Picking just one and moving forward with a free write session secures a memory. Takes hold of an idea.

Creates a pulse, in me and my story.




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