“I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul.”

On Saturday, September 2, we begin anew. The second round of Invictus writers will arrive at my house — 13 in all — and we shall see who makes it through to the end. 

With every project, there is no promise of success. The only sure thing: the work that lays in front of us. The days will quickly grow short, the nights long. There will be more moments when quitting seems the most logical choice. It is during those quiet times you will answer the question: Am I a writer?

We are Invicuts.