Over the years he constructed the book in his head—or, rather, it constructed itself, and he observed it. Characters sprang into being, a plot began to unfold; it was like watching a bed of flowers grow from seed. Someday, he always thought to himself, he was going to write that book, and he was going to get it published and hold it in his hands. Other people were going to read it. But, like most people with a lifelong aspiration, all he ever did was daydream about it. Writing a book in theory is easier than writing a book in actuality, especially when you have a job, a wife, a kid, other
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