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Oh, brain. It's going to be one of THOSE days, is it?
The BOOK is my shepherd; I shall not lack.
It makes me to sit my ass down daily: it leads me to consume caffeine.
It restores my soul: it leads me in the paths of outlining for my sanity's sake.
Yea, though I face the threat of due dates, I will fear no evil: for my editor is with me; her notes and her edits they comfort me.
My book prepares a table before me in the presence of my critics: it anoints my head with ideas; my cup runs over.
Surely research and wordcount shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the BOOK forever.
[shush. this was written after Cup One but before Cup Two.]
It makes me to sit my ass down daily: it leads me to consume caffeine.
It restores my soul: it leads me in the paths of outlining for my sanity's sake.
Yea, though I face the threat of due dates, I will fear no evil: for my editor is with me; her notes and her edits they comfort me.
My book prepares a table before me in the presence of my critics: it anoints my head with ideas; my cup runs over.
Surely research and wordcount shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the BOOK forever.
[shush. this was written after Cup One but before Cup Two.]
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The character is chatty...he shall not cease....
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