Secretly.

I don’t find it hard to write characters. I am everyone I’ve ever written and everyone I have yet to write. All rolled into one. Hundreds of people all fighting for control. From minute to minute I might be five different people. If I didn’t write them away onto the page, into existence, I wouldn’t be able to look back and see who is left there holding the pen. To know who I really am.

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