Silent Sunday

I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. ~Richard Wright, American Hunger, 1977




*I'm on a mission to hurl at least 5000 words at the WIP today. I'll be up all hours of the night. Wish me luck.