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Today is marked by light.

I’ve often wondered about the denial one sees in addicts. I’ve seen it in my father who’d always proclaim his ability to stop drinking if he wished to; how it wasn’t something that controlled him.

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The Creation-Consumption Conundrum

You’d think that all kinds of art would make you feel the same way. But it doesn’t. Music. Literature. Films. And of course, writing. Each of these gives me an entirely different experience, sets whole different moods.

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Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.

George Orwell

(Why I Write)

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