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Last week, I transformed my own home into a writing residency. I re-framed my usual views out my office and kitchen windows and asked myself: would I spend a week here, writing?
Seeing the same race from so many different angles made me think that every one of the runners, from the winners and national record setters to the mid-packers to the last finishers had some kind of a connection to every other one.
I couldn’t get away from butterflies this month. They were suddenly everywhere, so I started to pay attention.
Without breaking out of the character of 1896, Jesi Bender’s CHILD OF LIGHT gives an eerie premonition of electricity’s progress in the past 125 years.