Still plodding through a history paper word by painful word. Fact, no fiction here allowed. Can’t colorize World War I–it would be a sacrilege and automatic F, offensive to a learned professor’s sensibilities.
I cannot be, I know, a journalist. If I continue with story at all, the written kind, it must have only existed in my mind. Could the reason be, perhaps, a matter of power and control?
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology