Eavesdropping — A Dialog-Writing Exercise
So yesterday in my Novel Writing class, I sent the kids into the commons for the last 20 minutes of […]
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So yesterday in my Novel Writing class, I sent the kids into the commons for the last 20 minutes of […]
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I’ve been learning. Studying about creativity at the feet of those who make it their mission to permit the rest