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If I get ideas independently of the act of writing, they never really fit. So for me, there's no hanging out, waiting for inspiration.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Journalist
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University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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