Silas pulled his glasses off by one ear piece, keeping his gaze on Jeremiah the whole time. Then, he blinked. “Wow,” he said, “you’re…fucking blurry.” And he put his glasses back on. 230 more words
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“Probably not going to happen,” Corrin muttered, hitting the backspace key a little harder than necessary.
From the other side of the table, Silas snorted. “You talking to your characters again?” he asked, looking up from whatever he was working on. 558 more words
I read this article and I think it’s a great one to read if you’re a writer with children! There are still ways to do both! 9 more words