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July 16, 2011

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Beautiful post! This is so interesting and feels very real:

"I've come to think that the reason these stories feel so slippery to me is that they are not my own. These are stories that want to be told with more voices than my one."

In some ways that applies to every sort of literature and story. But especially to your experiences in Kenya. Nice, nice work.

Thank you, margosita, for your kind words!

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