More Chocolate

More Chocolate

Effort has its limits. This statement can be said about many things. In particular I am thinking of how it’s true about writing, or maybe just editing. For me, at first, an image explodes, fills me with verve and motivation. Ideas spill and scatter, mixing...
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Writing is loud and lonely work, sleep’s enemy.

I stare at the ceiling. The sun isn’t even thinking about rising yet. What in the world am I doing up? I sneak out of the bedroom.