It's not because nothing has been written that all has been forgotten....i suppose, and not meaning to be ironic, one could say I have been transiting. From a job that I very much disliked...to an unknown...from one country to another; from new relationships and old friendships; pasts, presents and futures; shifting mind-frames and a persistent and bloody insecurity that what I write will truly not interest anybody.
But how will I know if I don't start publishing online and making it accessible to an audience to critic, comment or even - and doubtful but always hopeful - applaud. So....writing to come. Even (and most likely always) in transit...from here and there...
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