A Travelogue of my Own

Exactly two months ago, I wrote about the value of telling your story, using the arts to not just communicate, but justify the risks taken in ventures like spaceflight. I also touched on my own development as a writer, but I was content to stay in fiction for the rest of my life. I was never a big risks person. I hoped I would never live through an event worth writing about, yet here we are.

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The Travelogue style translated surprisingly well to real life journaling. Because it turns out the writer behind all those astronauts was…me…all along.

Passport to Nowhere

 

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