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I am going to quit pretending I am ever going to be a famous writer, and start asking: “Do you want fries with that?”

I am, I have to say, crushed… filled with self-doubt… and also with an anger that I don’t know whether to aim at myself or in a more outward direction. You know the post I did the other day, the one where … Continue reading

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