Sentences overheard in January
A small collection of fragments caught on trains, in cafés, and once at a bus stop in the rain. None of them are mine. All of them are kept.
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A small collection of fragments caught on trains, in cafés, and once at a bus stop in the rain. None of them are mine. All of them are kept.
Continue reading →A good pen, a sharp knife, a quiet room. The tools that change a practice are rarely the expensive ones — they are the ones that get out of the way.
Continue reading →Borges is a winter writer. The labyrinths feel warmer when there's frost on the window, and the libraries feel infinite in the way only a long dark evening can.
Continue reading →I draft everything by hand first. Not for any romantic reason — it's just that the keyboard is too fast for the part of me that does the actual thinking.
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