Five black bin-bags, two
boxes, a case. The relics
of my last six months.
I am going to write a story of some variety, long or short, fictitious or factual, every single day for a year. Wish me luck.
I am going to write a story of some variety, long or short, fictitious or factual, every single day for a year. Wish me luck.
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