Say what you mean, and say it how you want. Let God sort out the rest.
As my grandma would say, Write what you love.
Oliver “Shiny” Blakemore
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Having had a recent hard lesson in others’ perception of my voice, I getcha. Was it my bludgeon, or their kaleidoscope, that made them misperceive my meaning? Dunno. I’m whittling down my bludgeon, though… just in case.

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