I just wasn’t as completely drawn in by the material
as much as I had hoped.
I think you living here will be a disaster, my girlfriend says again because she thinks I haven’t heard her say it the time before.
When I laughed, I laughed like someone crying in a movie. I pushed my face in the pillow, and I laughed, and I forgot what was funny.
He’s thrown away conceit. He wakes up. Starts his day. Does what needs doing. The rest is dreams. Futile strivings. Farts on wishful winds.
When I turn around, Nana stares at me like a startled bird. Dream people have nothing to say once they’re exposed. They go very still and gray—heavy, like sculptures—and dissolve.
e.e. is now doing one-on-one manuscript reads and yearlong mentorships/guidance
“I learned how to be a writer through Elizabeth.” -Chloe Caldwell
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
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