Tell Don’t Show — In Which We Endeavor To Demonstrate That Narration Has Its Place
September 27th, 2012 | Storytelling | journalpulp | No CommentsHe was the only child of middle-aged parents, a miner-turned-truck-driver named Neil and Neil’s wife Angela, a half Cherokee lady of rare beauty whom Joel loved with all his heart. He grew up silent, a silent child, pale and skinny but healthy. He brought coal from the shed to the stoker. He took out clinkers. […]
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