Lisa Kastner
When I graduated with an MBA I raced home and spewed forth a short story about a twin in search of a precious photograph of her sister who had died years before. Later I realized the twin longing for her dead sister was the psychological representation of me trying to reclaim myself. I had been in an emotionally abusive marriage and suppressed all parts of me that had made me distinct, unique. I write to be the person I’m meant to be and to tell emotionally engaging stories for masses.
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