I went and saw Australian writer Markus Zusack speak at the Geelong Library a couple of weeks ago.  Of many wise and witty things that he said that evening, two truly resonated with me.  One was the observation that “we are born with stories attached to us”.  We are not actually born as a blank slate, a tabula rasa.  We come from stories.  I know that my stories are deeply rooted in lands that I know and cherish.   The second thing was his telling of an anecdote about his young son, who had asked when Zusack was shirtless one day, “What are you doing out here in just your nipples, Daddy?”  and Zusack had laughed, but had also thought “I could use that!”,…