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Perception
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Paper print

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No-thing
Every-thing
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Generic

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“Since it’s Friday, it’s better than even odds that tomorrow will be Saturday. I’ll lay 7 to 1 odds that it will be. In fact, since the same day can’t occur twice in a row, I’ll give you 6 to 1 odds.”

“He lived his life under a dark cloud. Of course he had a lot of company since everyone he knew lived there as well. Amazon AWS held sway over many.”

If you get it, you get it.

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#parzifal4444 #persifal

“When someone says, “Let the chips fall when they may” they aren’t talking about fries.”

“He was their god, or at least they believed sent down by god—their golden calf. Too bad he was full of bull and not only made of lead, but easily lead.”

I’m getting near the end of the editing phase (for me). I’m sure there will still be problems. Hopefully, the editor will catch what remains. Perfection is a goal never reached. It’s just good enough to be better than good enough.

If you’re an author, are you writing dark and gritty, cozy, or light and funny?

There aren’t enough light and funny books.

“You know,” he said, tugging at his beard. “Not enough people talk ‘bout mundane things. Oh, sure! They jabber ‘bout meaningless things. But mundane things? It’s a lost art. No one talks ‘bout books or art or chipmunks, nowadays. Now that’s them that’s worth talkin’ about.”

“He incited hostility the way a match incites a wildfire. Both, however were useless when wet.”

“Back in my day wasn’t that long ago in the grand scheme of things. It just happens to be longer ago than your back in the day.”

His hubris was just the tip of a planet-sized iceberg. Luckily, everyone understood the meaning of the word and ignored him.”

@grammargirl Is there an antonym for “femme fatale” when it relates to males of the species?

“He ate food for lunch and stringy little runts for snacks.”

“He was bamboozled among the tall vegetation. His conniving and trickery, were for nil.”

“She was old–not ancient old, but bone creaking old. The wrinkles on her face could have subbed for the ancient dry riverbeds on an alien planet. Death didn’t have to stalk her. She sat and welcomed it with milk and cookies.”

“Do something kind every day. Not for yourself, but for someone who values kindness more than you.”

“His snark was so thinly veiled it could be called sarcasm.”