In the middle of things… it’s how I begin. Even now I am doing laundry, the clothesline strung across my room to save dryer money; I am watching the lake effect blizz by, dreaming of the day I can smoke a cheap cigar without my fingers falling off; and I am creating a website, my first ever, and gazing into my author’s future with a half-shadowed smile on my face.
As I see it, though, everything exists in the middle, and nothing really ever begins. It’s a lesson I was gratified to learn from one of my own characters.
After all, every epic story needs a muse.
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