Spent nearly 20 minutes tumbling a single sentence around in my head
yesterday.
Not an important sentence either. Not the opening line, not the last
gasp of an enemy, not the first exclamation of love. Just a descriptive sentence
tucked into a mid-novel scene.
So, a question begs to be asked… Am I a master of my craft or a slave
to it?
Until Wednesday (travel day tomorrow)…
Chloe
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