I just sent my third packet off to my advisor. I feel great about this work, for the most part. I feel that there is beauty in my writing that did not appear in the first two packets. I feel inspired. I really do. Writing...it is so beautiful. Thank you, Lord, for giving us words to create beauty. Here is a piece from my latest chapter:
A new wound opened, and Emma felt a stab of fresh pain. She let it wash over her, almost grateful for pain that didn’t have the same reason attached to it. New pain meant new thoughts,
new obsessions. Less room for old ones.
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