By Courtney Pierce
On this wondrous Christmas Eve, like all Christmas Eves of my life, I reflect on where I am today and how I got here. A writer’s journey is a long
one. In my case, stories burned from a very young age. I didn’t do anything
about them, though, until I was over fifty. No one could show me how to be a
writer; I could only be taught the craft of construction to make my stories
Published on December 24, 2018 00:00