In Search of the Story Spring

Young Woman Exploring Canyon - Vitality and AdventureVery rarely a writer stumbles upon a freshwater spring. Tucked deep into the woods of Known, the tinkling song of Unknown is heard.

Approach these extraordinary waters on tiptoe, my friends. Such story-springs dry up at the first heavy hand.

Until tomorrow…


Post-Note: Blue Is Not the Sky , my current novel-on-the-make, has been just such a surprise. I find myself shying away from its newness.


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