Duncan Heather - my mentor
Monday 26 October 2009
Monday 19 October 2009
In the Beginning
In the beginning there was light? Perhaps not in my case... My origins we far more humble and 26 years in the making. Forged by extreme fortune and adversity in equal measures, tempered by a loving family and a unique upbringing, I have finally reached a point in my life where I feel compelled to share my journey.
Before I delve any further I think I aught to explain; I recently lost someone very dear to me indeed. Someone I used to write to constantly for several years. Someone who, in fact, gradually inspired me to write, if only to be their equal in standards and expression, to discover it's joys, take pride in eloquence, and expression, emotion and poetry, to explore the power and beauty of words. Although I did not realise it at the time, the importance and experience of writing to that person soon equalled that of exchanging of news. Without our correspondence I have been rudderless at sea. And so, though sorely missed, I will now continue to a different audience. Thank you.
Before I delve any further I think I aught to explain; I recently lost someone very dear to me indeed. Someone I used to write to constantly for several years. Someone who, in fact, gradually inspired me to write, if only to be their equal in standards and expression, to discover it's joys, take pride in eloquence, and expression, emotion and poetry, to explore the power and beauty of words. Although I did not realise it at the time, the importance and experience of writing to that person soon equalled that of exchanging of news. Without our correspondence I have been rudderless at sea. And so, though sorely missed, I will now continue to a different audience. Thank you.
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