This thought has always lingered in the back of my mind but suddenly I feel like it’s consuming my brain this morning.
Tell me if I am crazy here, but I want to write the stories of the homeless. I want to interview them. I want to get to know them. I want to make their stories known and bring awareness to their lives. They are people, passed on the streets every single day–and despite their attempts to have a voice they are intentionally ignored.
For any authors, novice writers, or friends in between, let me know your thoughts. Give me some advice. I passionately believe their stories need to be told, but I need to make sure people will listen.
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