“The morning after my mother’s death, I was surprised to see the sunrise. From behind the curtain of my bedroom window I was surprised to see the people leave their homes and begin the day. Downstairs, the hands of the… — James Campion Conway Copy Share Image
“Thrown from my secure life, whether by chance or the Powers That Be, I was sitting on a skipping stone and it was fear,… — James Campion Conway Copy Share Image
“This is the fairytale of my life, the mythology of my existence, and, as I only have one story to tell, there is only… — James Campion Conway Copy Share Image
“The morning after my mother’s death, I was surprised to see the sunrise. From behind the curtain of my bedroom window I was surprised… — James Campion Conway Copy Share Image
