Going on a Run

Originally posted on katy brandes writes:
benjamin sTone via flickr Those boys met up every year for deer camp — both buck and anterless — and had done so for 20 or more years. They’d spend the mornings hunting, or “waiting” as J.T.’s wife called it, and the rest of the day and night drinking.…

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Originally posted on While We're Paused…:
You're sitting inside feeling sorry for yourself… Every writer has dealt with that massive, invisible beast that plants itself squarely on our desks, preferably in front of our computer screens, and leers at us in a mocking sort of way, just daring us to get anything accomplished.  Sometimes…

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