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The things you find when revising a manuscript for the eleventy-billionth time:
"The frown surfaces on my mouth before I can turn away."
Well, yes, Matthew. Where else would it surface, your ass?
*rewrites*
(Understand, this little beauty survived through five drafts.)
Well, yes, Matthew. Where else would it surface, your ass?
*rewrites*
(Understand, this little beauty survived through five drafts.)