As I’ve been writing I realize that I am in need of a refresher course in my old life. It would be a good thing for me to go home and go through some of the stuff in my old bedroom, walk around in the woods, and maybe seek out a cousin or two. My memories are becoming less vivid. My understanding of things is a bit warped. And because I am trying to stick so completely to the script I am getting hung up on descriptions of stuff that is starting to no longer exist for me. This will either become stifling writer’s block or a freedom to invent. Right now it is nostalgia.
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