Babies die. People vanish. People die. Babies vanish. I was hammered early by those truths. Sure, I had a kid’s understanding that mortal life ends. At school, the nuns talked of heaven, pugatory, limbo and hell. I knew my elders would “pass.” That’s how my family skirted the subject. People passed. Went to be with […]
Writing gives me the freedom to express myself and explore ideas. Life is complex and we are fortunate to have fiction as a sort of Petri dish in which we can dissect life and study it over and over.