The following is an excerpt from the book Big Magic, by Elizabeth Gilbert:
Once upon a time, there was a man named Jack Gilbert, who was not related to me – unfortunately for me.
Jack Gilbert was a great poet, but if you’ve never heard of him, don’t worry about it. It’s not your fault. He never much cared about being known. But I knew about him, and I loved him dearly from a respectful distance, so let me tell you about him. Continue reading “Hidden Treasure”
If you're going to be here, you might as well live. 