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I do not like sitting idly by when something clearly isn't right. I feel... not trapped but something like it, and I don't know what to about.

Erin Morgenstern

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Erin Morgenstern
Age: 46
Born: 1978
Born: July 8
Novelist
Writer
Clearly
Sitting
Right
Feel
Feels
Something
Idly
Like
Trapped

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Why haven’t you asked me how I do my tricks?” Celia asks, once they have reached the point where she is certain he is not simply being polite about the matter. “Because I do not wish to know,” he says. “I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better remain in the dark.
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I am a fan of magic and fantasy, particularly when it's grounded in reality.
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Taking his time, as though he has all of it in the world, in the universe, from the days when tales meant more than they do now, but perhaps less than they will someday, he draws a breath that releases the tangled knot of words in his heart, and they fall from his lips effortlessly. The circus arrives without warning.
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