My Neill cousins have inspired me. Somewhere inside, repressed beyond recognition, I, too, have the writer's curse. And it demands an answer.
My writing may not appear on this post too often, but I must start writing! I have neglected this innate desire too long! I must make my body a slave to the writer's curse!! sleep, I disdane you! food, you disgust me! write I must and write I shall!!!! bwahahahahahaha! except it isn't that devious, really.
tick tock.
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Paula's dad used to say that every southerner had a novel inside of them.
What happens if you follow a wandering samurai?
Explode! of course.
Check out the pictures I poot on picasa! Love ya!
Trey
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