Today was a breakthrough day. Today I discovered that I actually am writing a story. Maybe not a novel, and maybe not a good story -- but a story.
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10 November 2006
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This is the point in the process that if it were a pregnancy would be called the "quickening."
Prairie Mary
Posted by: Mary Scriver | 10 November 2006 at 09:01 PM
Nore cheers of encouragement headed your way
Posted by: endment | 11 November 2006 at 12:03 PM