As I continue rewriting my novel I’ve come to realize that writers have some very odd thoughts.  For instance, today I was, for all of maybe five minutes, frightened out of my whits by this one:

The moment Ashlyn left the null room she would be Tracked by a Finder in her father’s employee.  But she must leave the null room or else she can’t learn to Flame.

Five minutes later I thought:

Ah, the Wardskin, that solves everything!

And then I was happy again.

Being a writing is a strange sort of madness.

— david j.

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