the goddamn door is back.

I’ve written about this mother fucker seventeen ways from Sunday trying to purge it from my stories. I’ve burned it, drowned it, built it, torn it off its hinges with hatchets and bare hands, buried it, carved it and ignored it. It creeps in and sooner or later each of my favorite characters have been overshadowed by its bullshit. 

This thing is like the fucking Mariner’s albatross.  I can’t pitch it into the ocean so I’m stuck with it. I hate this inanimate object more than any villain I’ve ever created. Goddamn door. Get out and quit swallowing my stories. I’m not opening you, so deal 

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