I am not much for a journal, let alone a public one. But I feel there is sometime to discuss. The "Wolves of Henryton" poem. I've had this idea of an epic poem floating around in my head for what seems like forever. For the first time, I finally had the guts to put it down on something. This is one pinch more than exciting. For once, I finally have the will to finish sometime that I've started. Novels and stories are too overwhelming I guess. Poems are simple. You don't really know where they are going to




Stop.