Something I was working on has become something else entirely

The following is long, disjointed and un-proofread but it does have to do with writing, I swear!

Part of this is from a journal entry so I am going to *over-share* and get a little more personal in this than I normal do in a blog post.

My great Aunt Millie lived in Florida. She used to visit my grandparents every few years and stay for a few weeks. She didn't talk much. She didn't seem to enjoy our company.

As a kid, I hated having her around. It was awkward. She took the easy familiarity of t...

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Published on January 14, 2010 20:28
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