I ask for some grace in your perusal of these blog pages. I have always compared the trajectory of my life to that of a weed, though it is likely a sloppy metaphor. I have grown wild and fast, and often in places I was not originally planted. In the world of writing, I have learned there is a delicacy in “becoming a writer,” and with that I have been forced to learn patience. I’d like to think that I have, in the fierce determination of my growth, encountered the tarred cement only penetrated by the toughest of weeds. This blog exists somewhere among the attempts to break through. I am thankful for a merciful audience.
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