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After a certain amount of development, there’s a point in writing in which characters begin to take on a life of their own; begin to write themselves.
Being somewhat of a self-help junkie, or just plain selfish, I asked myself:
What have I done to develop my character?
The reason that fictional characters begin to […]
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When I was five, I remember standing in front of the refrigerator repeating the word “bitch” over and over in a sing-songy sort of way. My mom couldn’t really be mad—it was cute. She just let me go on for a minute, then gently advised that I find another song to sing.
I didn’t know […]
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