Speeding on a bus down the length of manhattan, early morning on a weekday, everyone in a hurry, I watched a girl, a woman rather, walking when a chair fell out of the sky and landed at her feet. Startled, she stopped, looked up. The bus pulled up to traffic and stopped. [...]

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Most mornings when she woke up her apartment was flooded with light. It poured in through the bay windows, spilled across the floor, and soaked into the linen-white walls that she had not had the money to decorate. It was her second month living here but to her every day seemed to start [...]

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Searching for a feeling in which my apartment is a kafkaesque whirring brain of a house where loneliness subverts itself to sinister happiness and the fireplace is mine for the night, the room smells like smoke, the fire itself a friend in a world a few degrees too cold due to the fact that I [...]

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Revision: use dialogue to reveal character, use the narrator, set up a focused mood, avoid back-story
Jeb picked up his hand of cards and studied it. There were a few face cards, an ace, and a number of diamonds. Good he thought. Good.
ìDid you know that Jamie called yesterday?î Simon said, putting the undealt deck on [...]

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