The stories I write come to me when I am by myself, out in the wilderness, at that moment when I let go and start embracing the solitude and welcoming the silence. When I connect with the magnitude of nature and humbly bow to its wisdom. Unfortunately, I haven’t had many of those moments this… read more
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As a writer, I am annoyingly obsessed with words and their definitions. I have trouble when they are used in the wrong context, for the wrong reasons, or when they are overused and loose their significance. Which explains my aversion of the expression Mother Nature. I also find the languages in the western world limited,… read more
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