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Aphasia

The words (my words) do not come. No sentence slinks into place. No poetry whispers songs into my ear. Nothing. The words are silent. Muted. Slack jawed. 201 more words

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Writing Tip: The Rules of Dialogue in Writing

Writing Tip: The Rules of Dialogue in Writing

Rule #1: When a new speaker speaks, start a new paragraph

Right: “Did you hear what happened to Mary last week?” Joseph asked. 346 more words

Creative Talents Unleashed

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Dreaming of Dead Languages

“I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.”
— Jack Gilbert; The Great Fires

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Mi Amor

“Read a book as if you’re reading a love letter.”
— Nena

Clothesline Hymns