Last Week’s WW: Story Vs Storytelling
I’ve mentioned before that when I was in high school, I used to carry around a journal and write my stories in it in between classes. I suppose I was anti-social. Still am. Sometimes, when I got home from school, my mom would ask me if I had gotten any phone numbers. The answer was usually no. But hey, change schools 11 times, and making friends either gets really easy or really hard. For me, it was the latter.
But little did I know, those journals were the start of something. Something other than my cubital tunnel. Continue reading