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No matter how unappealing, each of them imagines he is somehow worthy.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Imagine
Matter
Unappealing
Imagines
Somehow
Worthy

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Her hatred glittered irresistibly. I could see it, the jewel, it was sapphire, it was the cold lakes of Norway.
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Your protagonist is your reader’s portal into the story. The more observant he or she can be, the more vivid will be the world you’re creating. They don’t have to be super-educated, they just have to be mentally active. Keep them looking, thinking, wondering, remembering.
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Panic was the worst thing. When you panicked, you couldn't see possibilities. Then came despair.
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echo, the death of a sound that had nowhere to go but to come back.
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I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.
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