Monday, November 29, 2010
I read & then it makes me want to write. For example, in a description of someone's library: The books, there were so many books. A vast majority of them were paperback. You look at the spine and can tell most have never been left open on the arm of the chair, the next page teeming with expectation. The spine is smooth & un-ribboned.
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