Do you have un-swept rooms in your mind like I do? Are there crumbs of unresolved disputes, dust bunnies filled with longing, or shadows that chase you in your dreams? Un-swept rooms can make good fodder for fiction. I have long suspected fiction was where “real” truth existed, if at all. We may call nonfiction… Continue Reading
Theater of Identity, Part Two
My parents were storytellers. One of my father’s favorite tall tales was about a character named Dicey. He could not resist stories of Dicey. If the fish were not biting, he claimed the creature – part dog, part boy – came out of the water and followed him home saying, “Wait for Dicey, wait for… Continue Reading
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