Last night, sleep was punctuated by several unusual dreams. In one, Mom was giving me advice on my current writing project.
“Tommy,” she said to me, “You’re not a novelist — you’re a storyteller.”
Whoa!
Last night, sleep was punctuated by several unusual dreams. In one, Mom was giving me advice on my current writing project.
“Tommy,” she said to me, “You’re not a novelist — you’re a storyteller.”
Whoa!
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