The best line of the night:
"I wanted to do anything but think about a dead, old piece of fruit laying on a cold, dark sunporch."
Well, shit. It can only get better from here, right?
Debate's almost on...gotta go.
1 year ago
One Writer's Notebook
Forget perfect.
There is no perfect book.
But there is a novel to be written that is perfectly you.
And when you write it, it will be so right and true and real that people are going to want to read it.
Write that book.
-Linda Urban
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