This poor flower was heavier than its stem.
I love flowers, but they survive at my house in spite of me. Years ago I gathered bulbs from Mama’s house and then from an aunt.I put the bulbs from Mama’s house into a plastic trash bag and forgot about the bag. The bulbs from my aunt’s house were in a box, also neglected. A lot was happening to me at that time so I forgot a lot of things. When I discovered the bag of smelly mess I tossed the bulbs onto the ground, figuring I had lost something from Mama. After a while I forgot them. My yard guy tossed cut grass and pine straw on the area, covering the forgotten iris bulbs. They took root and grew and flourished. Now the bulbs are so crowded they need to be separated. They aren’t blooming much now. Hmmm. Shall I find a new area and toss some of them there?
Does this apply to writing? Maybe. Do you have stories you started but didn’t finish? Do you have stories you never submitted? Maybe you need to pull them out and revise them! You can self publish them. Just a thought!
Something new will soon bloom!