Random Text 02/05/2012
 
I'm working my way into book two of Tombs and I need a break. I open the file for the first book of Tombs, scroll to somewhere in the middle and highlight some random text, which reads: 

Curtis took a step toward Julia. When she backed into the wall, he raised his
hands. “Look, everything’s cool. I won’t touch you. I won’t come any closer.” He
eased away, putting space between himself and Julia, folding his arms as he
leaned against the kitchen counter. “Just start at the beginning and don’t stop
until you reach the end. You’re gonna be fine.”

 She talked and he listened. It wasn’t long before he felt his blood boil and the pain in his sinus grow to a supernova. He looked at the man on the floor.

This guy was in for one long night.

I think, "I have a style, but it's still changing."

I get back to work, cursing myself for thinking about style. Style isn't something you think about - it's something you are.  
 


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