You stole my story and something's got to be done about it.
Writing is making love under a crescent moon: I see shadows of what__ to come, and it__ enough; I have faith in what I can__ see and it__ substantiated by a beginning, a climax, an ending. And if it__ an epic novel in hand, I watch the sunrise amid the twigs and dewing grass; the wordplay is what matters.Simply put, I__ in love, and any inconvenience is merely an afterthought.The sun tips the horizon; the manuscript is complete. The author, full of profound exhaustion, lays his stylus aside. His labor of love stretches before him, beautiful, content, sleeping, until the next crescent moon stars the evening sky.
On Being a Rat and Other Observations
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Writing is making love under a crescent moon: I see shadows of what__ to come, and it__ enough; I have faith in what I can__ see and it__ substantiated by a beginning, a climax, an ending. And if it__ an epic novel in hand, I watch the sunrise amid the twigs and dewing grass; the wordplay is what matters.Simply put, I__ in love, and any inconvenience is merely an afterthought.The sun tips the horizon; the manuscript is complete. The author, full of profound exhaustion, lays his stylus aside. His labor of love stretches before him, beautiful, content, sleeping, until the next crescent moon stars the evening sky.
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