"I now understand that writing fiction was a seed planted in my soul, though I would not be ready to grow that seed for a long time.
I wonder if that's the perennial story of writers: you find the true light, you lose the true light, you find it again. And maybe again.
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I wonder if that's the perennial story of writers: you find the true light, you lose the true light,...
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