To write and not tell the truth? That would be death for any writer. But more, it would be death to the imagination. And if the imagination dies, what would happen to the souls of children?
Julius LesterSome wounds go so deep that you don't even feel them until months, maybe years, later.
Julius LesterI write because the lives of all of us are stories. If enough of those stories are told, then perhaps we will begin to see that our lives are the same story. The differences are merely in the details.
Julius Lester