Writing is a way to heal - a way to make sense of things and find our voice. Writing is also a journey and a magical one at that. But it takes a community of kindred spirits to make it happen, to ease the isolation of being a writer. This is the power of the Women's Writing Circle or any writing group you may form in your community. You realize you are not alone. Your story is mine and mine is yours. We are in this together. This is one of the messages of Morning at Wellington Square.
I stepped inside. A marble fish sculpture fountain gurgled in the foyer, spouting water into a pale green pool with shiny coins. Cinnamon and vanilla-scented candles burned on the front desk. A full-sized human skeleton lounged on a high-backed chair, his bony fingers dangling toward the hardwood floor. Whoever owns this place has a sense of humor, I thought. Life is fleeting, absurd; but it is all we have.