"I wish I wrote the way I thought;
Obsessively,
Incessantly,
With maddening hunger.
I'd write to the point of
suffocation.
I'd write myself into
nervous breakdowns,
Manuscripts spiraling out
like tentacles into abysmal
nothing.
And I'd write about you
a lot more
than I should."
- Benedict Smith,
I Wish I Wrote The
Way I Thought
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