Dogwood Chapter V
“Just now, a small band of artists walk from the capital to the coast. Not in exile, nor in haste, just in fact.
They are on a baptism by quest and X marks the spot on a map none of them can see.”
Dogwood Chapter 4
“My name is Bambi, but I’ve been called many others before now. I tried to get traction behind the nickname Cheddar in middle school, but the closest I got was Queso in Spanish class.”
Dogwood Chapter 3
“The Historian taught me to live and document my life as though for a biographer after I’m gone. He taught me to tell a story for myself about myself even if no one else ever cracked a page.”
Dogwood Chapter 2
“I grew up in a boarding house with a dogwood tree at our gate. At last count, I have met a lot of people and made a lot of beds.”
Dogwood Chapter 1
“Whatever it was, this unknown invitation answered, The King and The Clown sat. Not side by side, but back to back”