Suddenly the manuscript feels like shit. All in one moment, one misplaced word, one turn of phrase that struck me as particularly wooden, and I'm back to complete bewilderment.
However, I have an ace in the hole; I really don't give a shit anymore. This story has worn me out. I'm like the haggard parent standing in the aisle at the supermarket while his unwashed, sugar-crazed children smash jars of pickles on the floor.
Fuck this writing, man. I'm much better at software anyway.
I'm closing this account!
13 years ago
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