My hard-drive is littered with carcasses. It’s a literary graveyard. Overflowing with the remains of sweet, beautiful little darlings cut down in the prime of their lives. And with every darling I’ve ever butchered, I died a little inside. Some of you will understand my murderous tendencies. Others are edging their way towards the door/back…

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Creating imaginary worlds filled with whatever weirdness your thinking noodle cooks up is, at it’s root (if you’re doing it correctly) fun. Sure, sometimes it’s hard forcing yourself into the chair to put words to paper, but once you’re in the flow and ideas start plopping out of your word-hole, the act of writing becomes a…

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