I have spent a good deal of my life thinking about thinking, and telling stories, and thinking in stories, and mostly listening to myself thinking in stories, because I am blessed to think in words.
For most of my life a voice in my head has narrated my life even as I lived it. It's rather awful
and rather wonderful at the same time, to find yourself so interesting. Narrators narrate narrations. I listen to myself listen to myself listen. Not all swords have two edges. Two is a minimum.
I began to write very young, in perhaps the summer between third grade and four s l
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