Infinity Inklings #45

Learning to love my unfinished stories

Learning to love my unfinished stories

A late-night shot in a Soho alley, London. A guy stares intently at his phone — lonely, in love, heartbroken, or waiting for his date? Or maybe texting about the random dude taking his picture?

There’s a writing club in London that meets once a month and I’ve managed to frequent it a grand total of two times over the last six months. Despite my infrequent visits, each session h…