“ There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
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- Ernest Hemingway
And isn’t this the truth. I had no intention of writing at all tonight, and now I’m four hours into (for me) a fairly developed storyline. I haven’t had the attention span for fiction in about two years, but it’s nice every once in a while to just let words pour out of your fingertips.
