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Imagine if writing were as easy as following the steps in a cook book.
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A star cast to earth, forsaken and lonely, asks the moon for guidance.
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At the end, it's only you.
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Speaking to Laura from Christina Rosetti's Goblin Market
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War
Famine
Disease
The world is terrible
It's how we found it
But it's all we've got.
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Anchors Lifted, lines cast, and a name christened, the SS. Flotsam has begun her maiden voyage. Ocean waves splash against virgin timber and newly twi..
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Billowing white canvases unfurl. Trapping clouds as they travel across the sky. Catching a wind, only the iron anchor holds the ship at bay.
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“Captain on board!” the first mate announced, his voice booming across the deck, “Fall in!”
“Thank you,” the capt..
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Mammoth was the only way you could describe her. A ship of unprecedented size with six tree trunk masts brushing the clouds and prodding the sun. Even..
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