Evolution is a long
word with an even longer history. In its most basic form, evolution is
change. Everything evolves or dies. This blog is no exception. When I was considering
what topics to write about, I decided the posts would be about the
residents of Northam, writing and Vermont.
I intended for the Vermont
posts to contain information about the state and its traditions. From the
beginning, I made a conscious decision to exclude my personal life—after
all, one's own life is just that, personal. Despite that, my life took on an
existence of its own and kept creeping in, every time I wrote anything about
Vermont.
Then I had an
epiphany. My life, my family, past and present are Vermont--my
Vermont. And what other Vermont could I tell you about?
A note about my
fictional characters. They are the amalgamation of many people I've met in my
life. So, if you think I'm talking about you, I'm not. I wouldn't leave myself
open to something like that. After all, I was born at night, but it wasn't
last night.
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