Hi, It’s Thursday, 24 August 2023. In the last couple of weeks and months, I’ve lived. I’ve lived and not written, and now the page is beckoning. I’ve met so many people and told the same stories over and over. It is nice to have people and stories, but my voice and my throat have started filing complaints directed at my hands. “Why are you not writing? Haven’t you heard that putting things on paper is the way to ‘replicate’ a story? It is the technological upgrade from passing it on orally!”
Stories from the now: Road trips and Love
Stories from the now: Road trips and Love
Stories from the now: Road trips and Love
Hi, It’s Thursday, 24 August 2023. In the last couple of weeks and months, I’ve lived. I’ve lived and not written, and now the page is beckoning. I’ve met so many people and told the same stories over and over. It is nice to have people and stories, but my voice and my throat have started filing complaints directed at my hands. “Why are you not writing? Haven’t you heard that putting things on paper is the way to ‘replicate’ a story? It is the technological upgrade from passing it on orally!”