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There’s a story I’ve etched in my mind’s eye for its vivid illustration of regeneration. In “The Voyage of the Dawn Treader,” the third book in the classic children’s series The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis, a whiny and entitled British boy named Eustace lands himself in a dreadful plight when he steals treasureContinue reading “On writing, sharing your heart, and feeling it bleed out”