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A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself.

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Novel
Everyone
Dream
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