I presume all writers are designed to tell great stories. The reasoning behind my rather well-justified presumption is this. Writers have an uncanny ability to infuse life into their words. Uncanny because words are words at the end of the day... they should deliver the same effect irrespective of who uses them... but, why's it... Continue Reading →

Adventure the Power Within!

Oh! That interesting bundle of virtues and vices... how so inextricably it's tied to our persona that it's become very much an essential part of us. No wonder then that we're a microcosm unto ourselves - with those proud sparkles of glow interspersed with long eclipsed alleys of blackness. Take a U-turn! Ha! How inviting... Continue Reading →

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