Writers, a strange, driven batch of folk—words jammed up in their heads and hearts, tumbling over one another in a rush to emerge onto paper—into the computer. Truly strange folk—ones who go to the dictionary, driven by curiosity, not quite idle, to find a word's root or origin but get distracted on their way to the word by five other words and their origins—by the possibility of using a new word in an old sentence—or an old word in a new way.
Writers look at people and see stories, look at skies and see settings.
Writers, a strange, driven batch of folk.
I want to be one.
New World 4: Way of the Giant
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Here’s a excerpt from early in the draft of New World 4: Way of the Giant.
Future editing may wipe this scene from existence… so enjoy it here,
because you...
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