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I paint very messy. I throw paint around. So when I let myself do the same sort of thing with my writing, and I would just write and write and write and revise, that's when I found my rhythm in writing.

Erin Morgenstern

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Erin Morgenstern
Age: 46
Born: 1978
Born: July 8
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This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it.
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She turns her head, Bailey catches her eye, and she smiles at him. Not in the way that one smiles at a random member of the audience when one is in the middle of performing circus tricks with unusually talented kittens but in the way that one smiles when one recognizes someone they have not seen in some time.
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The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.
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I made a wish on this tree years ago, Marco says. What did you wish for? Bailey asks. Marco leans forward and whispers in Bailey's ear. I wished for her.
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I have been surrounded by love letters you two have built each other for years, encased in tents.
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The truest tales require time and familiarity to become what they are.
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The circus looks abandoned and empty. But you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp scent of the autumn leaves. A subtle sweetness at the edges of the cold.
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Good and evil are a great deal more complex than a princess and a dragon . . . is not the dragon the hero of his own story?
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All empires fall eventually. It is the way of things.
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But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares.
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He forgets that he was someone's dream once, himself.
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Memories begin to creep forward from hidden corners of your mind. Passing disappointments. Lost chances and lost causes. Heartbreaks and pain and desolate, horrible loneliness. Sorrows you thought long forgotten mingle with still-fresh wounds.
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I suppose there will never be a lack of things to say, of stories to be told and shared.
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You look like a ghost, Bailey says. He can think of no better way to describe it. You appear the same way to me, so which of us is real?
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I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.
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It is destroying me that I cannot ask you to dance.
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I think that's a hallmark of a really good story that it has readers that it speaks to more than others.
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I dont think there's anything wrong with being a dreamer. There is not. But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares.
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It's helpful for me to get ideas - the physical action of painting. Sometimes it frees up your writer brain. It's nice for me now that the writing has become a serious career that painting can become more like a hobby.
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And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep going on, they overlap and blur, your story is part of your sister's story is part of many other stories, and there is no telling where any of them may lead.
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