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On Dec 10, 2013 Cynthia wrote:|
We had a chicken house, with a low roof. One day I climbed up on the roof, laid down at the peak and rolled with my eyes closed. There was this thrilling moment when the roof ended and I sailed into the air.... then the prickly bush caught me by surprise. What did I learn that impacts my writing? The thrill of openings, and something about gravity....
On Dec 11, 2013 a wrote:
Beautiful. I can picture it (and experience it, too)! Thank you!