A beginning…

Ladies and Gentlemen…may I present my husband, Mr Metanarrative.

mr metanarrative

In the fall of 2010 I stumbled upon a story that has since become an obsession. I have wandered so deeply into this story that I feel compelled to write my way out of it – or through it. One thing is for sure, there’s no way I can get around it.

I’ve been working on an elevator pitch. You know, something I can say when someone says, “What are you working on these days?” I hate the elevator pitch. I hate having to truncate into a digestible form, a summary that fails to do justice to the ideas and thoughts that race through my mind; thoughts that expand when lingered upon… ideas that ferment, morph and solidify with time.

Humans can think at the rate of about 1000 – 2000 words per minute, read at the rate of 250 – 400 words per minute and speak at the rate…

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