Category Archives: Stories – From Life & Elsewhere

A Story. Could I get it published in Florida this year? Probably not. Maybe Not New York Either?

According to some of what I read and hear these days, I definitely should not have written this story, about a young slave girl and the Quaker saint John Woolman. Why not? Mostly because of what I wasn’t: I wasn’t a girl (& never had been); wasn’t a slave (or even an enslaver, for that … Continue reading A Story. Could I get it published in Florida this year? Probably not. Maybe Not New York Either?

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