: I’ve said it before, how writing is weird, and how it’s very much like hitting rocks together, and you never know what you’re doing when you’re writing like I write, but sometimes, and then sometimes all too often, if you edit the same material long enough, or if you forget about what was in the material after you move on to something new while you let the old material simmer before you come back to it well so sometimes your fiction reflects the mirror of the present nonfiction world. If that makes any sense. But as always..Be cool and thanks for reading. Peace.
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