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Creating: Vagaries, Insidiousness, Frustration and Bliss

This summer the rain seems endless; the sun comes when I’m ensconced in work and unable to enjoy it. Friends are leaving town soon, and all feels dim .  .  .  . Yet I want to reassure young writers that … Continue reading

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