there were books. Therefore books are where I’ll begin my tale.
Books shape the soul of a writer.
It is a need embedded deep in the human psyche– to record our stories, our lives. To communicate to future generations.
The pen (and the cave painting) is a long arm from the grave.
But I will not tell the story today. Sorry, distracted and busy, preparing for a trip.
April 13th is my birthday. I like to be away for my birthday.
I’ll begin sometime next week. Julia