I lived my own renditions of these stories molding my interests and desires into existence on a small patch of grass neighboring the edge of a vast and endless valley tipped at the edge of a forest; inviting yet scary.
Literature is wide and different, it's quirky and beautiful, scary and romantic and it's waiting for each and every one of you. All you need to do is try.
This life I'm in is something I chose.
“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.” ― C.S. Lewis I've read a large amount of C.S. Lewis. I've sat in on lectures and discussed, debated and thought about the kinds of things he thought about: Life, children and everything in between. And I think now after having been an… Continue reading The Learning, the Teaching and the Stallion Motorcycle.