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"I don't know where Danny Valentine came from," I told my writing partner morosely, staring at my water. "She's just so…damaged."
The Selkie raised one eyebrow. "You don't? A person that driven, locked in that tiny little box and going nuts? You've got no idea? Really?"
Well, when she put it like that, I had to concede she had a point. But still. I am not my characters.
I realize ...
Published on June 11, 2010 16:07