First person internal narrator. Mood is loss. Tone is revealing, chatty, unashamed. Working on: staying inside, being in someone’s skin, not focusing on external world. Worried about revealing character.
The trees left shadows on the snow and the light seemed to be coming from nowhere in particular, as if the sun were [...]

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I am having a real day of it. Silences stretch like spider-webs between the hours, imperceptibly growing in the corners. I get up from my bed thinking I am headed somewhere, but by the time I get half way across the room I seem to have forgotten where I’m going, so I stand there with [...]

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