The Wacky Ass Way I Do My Writing

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Kesha, in church.

The Rockies, in first place. Me, saying, “hey, not so much cheese.” They’re all things that don’t seem to go together. Or if they did, there might be a rip in the universe. No one wants that.

A rip in the universe is worse than a fissure in a gas tank or a tear in your parachute pants (You 80s kids hear me.)

All three, though, are like elements in my writing process. They don’t always make sense. Let’s take a break from inside of my skull today, shall we? Let’s just outline the wacky series of events that make up my writing process.

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