But as I stumbled on this I thought it was good.
I thought it had relevance to what I'm saying over here. And I just thought I'd
share with you all....though I doubt it's something that hasn't already
crossed, rolled and tumbled around your mind at one point of another....
Saturday 9 March 2013
Memoirs of this Delusional Writer #18
Starting paragraph
Eamon couldn’t seem to sleep. He didn’t want to look into why he couldn’t so he was just pushing it off as homesickness. Which was stupid, because the last thing he wanted to do was leave.
Eamon couldn’t seem to sleep. He didn’t want to look into why he couldn’t so he was just pushing it off as homesickness. Which was stupid, because the last thing he wanted to do was leave.
Taking Control of my Werewolf (Moonlit Wolves #4) page 27
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