—Katerina Stoykova Klemer
After my second child is born, I wondered if my writing life was over. I didn’t know when I would be able to fit it in. But what I knew in my heart was this: if I didn’t write, at least a little bit, I wouldn’t be happy. Once my kids were grown, I would would feel like something had been missing. I knew that I had to keep writing. A little bit. I didn’t want to look back in 20 years and wish I had written.