And writing was such a fragile thing. It wasn’t hard to write well, but it was hard to make writing that was alive, writing that could pry open the world and draw it together in one and the same movement. When it didn’t work, which it never really did, not really, I would
Yes, this is my daily struggle: to write something that will pry open the world. So well put.
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