I keep writing beginnings. I keep starting things, making notes and jotting down the ideas of things, spawning little tiny projects that remain unfulfilled. I can't stop it. I'm not sure why it's happening, maybe it's the beginning of writing again after a long break, I don't know.
But I want them to grow. I want to send them off out into the Universe and have them return full and complete and ready for the world.
Instead I've got a notebook full of strange little two word notes that say things like:
48 ways.
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