Thursday, January 6, 2011

Flower. Flower. Flower.

I think I may have had a breakthrough or maybe a realization.

Horrible events are the backbone of historical fiction. I guess that makes me a kind of a misery collector. Oh well. I'm sorry that millions have suffered over the centuries so that I can enjoy a story. Yikes. Between that and the trees that have been put down to make the vehicles for these stories there ought to be an international war crimes commission investigating me.

I think I'm going to go put my head down on my desk now for a little bit.

Happy, but at what cost?

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