The story I shared with you about my return to writing in a paper journal was only one story of bonfires. You see, I’ve built more than one of those blazes in my lifetime and I’m sure there are more to come. Building a bonfire to destroy old truths and...
When I was a little girl, especially after a rotten day, I would contemplate running away to the circus. We had visited a place called “Circus World” where the folks working for Barnum & Bailey Circuses would train, and it seemed an ideal place to escape. Because,...