There is no agony like having an untold story inside you. - Zora Neale Hurston
These are the times that cry for soul.
This is the time to use your voice, to LOOSE your voice.
You with your story caught in your throat, on the edge of your lips, tingling your fingertips into sharper prints.
You who can't wait a moment longer.
You who know that when you release you also receive. You who cannot abide the soulless surface chatter and long to drink from a deeper river.
It's time. You turn to a blank page. You flex your fingers. You roll your shoulders back. And you begin.
I'm Jen Violi, and I know something about unleashing stories. I was born during a thunderstorm . . .