I can’t always think of things to say. So we’ll try something else. What does this picture make you think of? Or, just tell me about your day.
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I can’t always think of things to say. So we’ll try something else. What does this picture make you think of? Or, just tell me about your day.
Do you live anywhere that birds or other animals move in huge numbers? What do you think of them? Do you move in any human flocks?
I haven’t been able to write. I have ideas, ideas are never the problem. Rather, ideas are exactly the problem: they keep me awake at night, sabotage any attempt to capture them, turn against me on the page. So I printed my old stories and cut them into pieces. I shuffled the small ones and [...]