Wooden wings
Why writing stories and feeding pigeons are pretty much the same thing. | Non-fiction | Fresh Soup
Whenever I’m asked where my stories come from, I make sure to provide an intelligent, well-reasoned answer that invokes Kafka, Gogol, Bashevis-Singer, and other great writers. But as I share my erudite reply with the interviewer or audience, I always see one picture in my mind’s eye. A picture that belongs to a dream. A capti…