Written Exile & A New Intention

A story less known in the circle of loved ones is the fact that i used to be a very prolific story-teller. Not in the way that is immediately conjured in the mind’s eye though: Everyone gathered around a fine cup of beer / wine / liquor, the hands flailing, the story captivating, embelishments and augmentations (possibly even a few appendums) to add to the excitement of the night.

Although that is fun, and something i have never shied away from … today i speak of a different type of storytelling. Written.

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