"A sinister cabal of superior writers."
Legna Moned is a 45-year old writer from New York City. She finds a great deal of pleasure in trying, trying, trying to use words to connect with her fellow human beings. While realizing that words are both severely limiting at times (as well as empowering), for anyone out there who reads these words or any of her words - whether they agree or disagree with her words -- she has one enduring wish to all who may stumble upon them: until your last breath, may you somehow find a way to always be brave.
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Who doesn't want to be right? Be careful what you wish for...
It does not matter what you feel. It only matters what you do. Why love is a verb, not a noun.
Crazy circles, going 'round and 'round. I'm thankful for all of it, especially sarcasm.
Conversations are the basis of every relationship on earth.
The reality of one doesn't often allow for the luxury of the other.
