There's a lot of stuff growing in The Land, but you've got to be a writer to see it all. We push a selection out to a superfeed for public viewership. The rest — along with replies and revisions — is workshop material.
It was not yet winter, but it felt like winter, and he walked with his mother around a lake. It was a lake made long ago by men from the WPA. “He . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.