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Even the most silent, lonely, laboring scribes carry imaginary readers around with them like a snail shell, and travel a path laid out by fellow writers whose only messages were in books.

Snapshot of the "Tuesday Thursday" date at the top of my journal page today.

Tuesday Thursday

Things come out sideways when you write, and they come out big, lumpy, and funny-looking. Creating is like that for me, and why I sometimes avoid writing, because it’s entering a space where all births are breech, all meals require the Heimlich maneuver, and you can only get that sofa you bought part way through the door before giving up and leaving it there until the handyman comes.