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Spinning whale vomit into gold

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by Elisabeth Elo The first seed of North of Boston was planted when I read an article about ambergris – whale excrement or vomit that floats in the sun, washes up on beaches, and eventually becomes a substance that was highly prized in ancient times for its healing and aphrodisiac qualities and that was—and in some cases, still is—used as a base of perfumes.  I loved the paradox, the fusion of opposites.  To think that something so disposable could be transformed through natural processes into something so valued.  Yet its essence was the same. It reminds me of the fairytale Rumpelstiltskin. (I digress, I know, but isn’t that a writer’s prerogative?)  The heroine is given the impossible task of spinning…

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