It's time for number seventeen in my ongoing series of essays on the art and craft of writing. There will eventually be fifty essays in this series, all of them based on my
fifty thoughts on writing; once number fifty has been written, I'll need to find something to do with my time. Maybe I'll, I don't know, write a book or something. Not all
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Oh, god. That's me (the sweet new girl). And my cow-orker? Yup, he's the asshole who's been there since time began. (If only he *could* fix anything, no matter how broken...)
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