I think the poem below pretty well sums up why I write — blogging or otherwise. From The Writer’s Alamanc today: VII I would not have been a poet except that I have been in love alive in this mortal world, or an essayist except that I have been bewildered and afraid, or a storyteller [...]
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by the Night Writer A few years ago I stopped at a local gas station and convenience store to tank up. It was a Saturday and back in the day when you had to go into the store to pay, and it so happened that I was in a hurry. I stood in line while [...]