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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

I haven't thrown in the towel...

It lies bloody and tattered, yet folded neatly in the corner. 

That towel is gross, but it symbolizes more than just my refusal to give up...

It signifies the blood, sweat, and tears that have gone into me getting even this far in my writing life.

Also, it signifies the mood and tone of my work.

And it's gross. :)

Good talk.

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