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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.

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My eyelids are my own private cave, he murmured. That I can go to anytime I want.
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As soon as you laugh from nerves or make a joke or say something just to say something or get all involved with the bushes, then you blow open a window in your house of desire and it can’t heat up as well. Cold draft comes in.
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Mom loved my brother more. Not that she didn’t love me – I felt the wash of her love every day.
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I admired that stride; it was like he folded space in two with it.
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Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.
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Not getting bored of my own story and/or character is one of the main struggles.
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Bore Character Getting Main Struggle Writing
To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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I want to be violated by insight.
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As a writer you ask yourself to dream while awake.
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My lover is experiencing reverse evolution.
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We hit the sidewalk, and dropped hands. How I wished, right then, that the whole world was a street.
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But what I kept wondering about is this: that first second when she felt her skirt burning, what did she think?
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Large meadows are lovely for picnics and romping, but they are for the lighter feelings. Meadows do not make me want to write.
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I felt the crumpled paper that had taken the place of my lungs expand as if released from a fist.
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I could feel the tears beginning to collect in my throat again, but I pushed them apart, away from each other. Tears are only a threat in groups.
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I don’t think so, I don’t agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
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Agree Far Hope Said Think Unbearable

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