My name is unimportant. My story is yet to be told.

But perhaps, with help, the tale will be written I have a story in mind. The outline shimmers just in view, the detail not yet formed. It is not yet ready to show itself. Paragraphs, sentences, even chapters are starting to arrange on the screen. Some need work, some will never exist except in theContinue reading “My name is unimportant. My story is yet to be told.”

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