Read 'em and weep

Isn't it our vast experiences that we glean from to write the best scenes? Yes, that compost pile in the very back of our minds is ripe with fermentation. How could we not use what grows there in the dark recesses of yesterday? Make us ache once again, make us wipe a tear with each heart-rending scene we read.

So, with that thought in mind, here's to our first loves who probably contributed the most to the malodorous richness of the past.

 Read 'em and weep.



P.S. The winner of the blog hop will be announced in my next post.