'It has bruises – the toil of many years.'
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Prelude to a Writer’s Death
Is it okay to mourn before someone’s death? What if that someone is a stranger? But can writers ever be a stranger to a reader?

Childhood: Gloriously Found and Tragically Lost
When you are a kid, you feel life as you know it is the only kind of life out there. You feel safe and content. What we lose when we …

Lounging in Failure: Meet My Friend Binkonath
On needing to learn to sit with failures and the discomfort they bring.