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"I spent my life becoming invisible."

Last night, I slept more than eight hours, the best night's sleep I've had in many months. So, four consecutive nights now, and I feel almost decent.

But I'm running late, so this is going to be short.

It's overcast again today, which is really for the best. I can't take that sky today. Currently, it's 54˚F here in Providence.

Yesterday, I wrote 766 words on the untitled story. Which I hope will have a title soon. I might actually ask readers for a title. It's something I've never done before. Let me think on that.

“I do think that if a book is really well written, it's terribly difficult to see how it's done.” ~ Anthony Powell

Aunt Beast


Dec. 24th, 2015 08:01 am (UTC)
i've been reading False/Starts II because my hands are too fucked to hold the main event. it's a beautiful little book, and i love it.

while it is maybe a function of my memory fail or perhaps that i've been reading you stories for what seems ages now, but the trail offs don't feel unnatural or unfinished to me. shorter than your usual short stories, but the characters, worlds, and emotions are there if i read with a fraction of the care you put into the writing. thank you.
Dec. 24th, 2015 03:58 pm (UTC)

You're welcome, and thank you, very much.