The Listener

The story is about the ways in which the interaction enriched either one, two or many of those interaction. The storyteller must wind these enrichments through pacy action, witty, fairly idealised dialogue until the enrichment is no longer between the characters but between the storyteller and the listener.

It is all other people's ideas, all the thoughts have been had by someone else, and the crisi is not existential, it is not about whether or not  I am, or I have meaning.  There is meaning there is existence.  The crisis is whether or not I am unique, even a small amount of uniqueness would be enough to drag me away from this endless need for reassurance, god how pathetic.

Cancelled trains
I remember a few stories which have a particular even which mixes the characters to...

July 23
Books, that is what I am turning to this month.  Proactive action as suggested by...