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Daily Archives: November 2, 2018
Out in the biosphere
Last year about this time I dug into nanowrimo and started writing an autobiographical novel. Sadly after about a week I ran out of time, steam, focus, and purpose, although not necessarily in equal proportions nor in that exact order. … Continue reading
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