A confession: some days I hate writing. Some days I hate writing in general—putting words on a page, trying to render anything intelligible in prose. Some days I hate my writing specifically—everything I have to say seems insipid, the whole idea suddenly sounds insane, the characters are being difficult and the prose devolves into senseless word salad. …
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