Three months into the 2016, and I’ve been doing a lot of reading. I’ve been neglecting my ever-growing reading list for too long, and it looms over me still, growing taller by the second. There are so many stories to read, a hundred thousand different lives to experience, a million new shoes to walk in. I spent most of last year scribbling stories in a frenzied state, outlining plots and sketching out storylines. My brain was operating in Write-Or-Die mode. There was no middle ground. Granted...