Category: Seasons
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Return of Light
What lifts my spirits during these cold, dark times is this: tomorrow we will have one second more of daylight than we have today.
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Dreaming. Writing.
I keep waking to the nightmare of a perfect opening line. In my half slumber the opening line gives way to what comes next, a sentence followed by yet another. Soon a paragraph emerges and the full landscape of my project unfolds, the horizon glorious and attainable. In the winter months, these words march forth…
Ben East Books 