Wednesday, July 27, 2005


More about Flutemaster

At last, the Flutemaster article is almost done. I’m exhausted at this point, but I’m pressing on. Because I’m a good soldier.

At some point, every writer who passes the threshold of exhaustion realizes that his or her mind begins to act in strange ways, similar to ingesting a hard contraband drug or smoking pot. It can be argued that lack of sleep, though extremely dangerous, allows you to conceive of unique ways of expressing yourself.


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