Month: December 2017

Let me just say, I know it’s been silent here, or rather, I’ve been silent.  In my electronic filing cabinet sit about 15 half-started posts and several finished ones that will never see the light of day.  Because as much as I try to live authentically, not all stories receive an audience.  I write some stories simply to get them out of my body.  Stories of heartache and heart break.  Stories of anger and agony.  Stories about events so raw and unmetabolized, that they must wait in the dark for digestion.  And, to answer a question so many folks asked…

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