writing more

I always think I should write more. Tell more of the story - get on with it. But it is exhausting.

I look at the words I've poured out and realize that this is a true story - not some made-up Jodi Picoult novel. And then sometimes I feel sad. Not for me, but for that little girl. That little girl is so much like the ballerina princess - and I hope the princess never has a story like this to tell.