Nine Years Ago I Wrote a Novel About the Unreliability of Memory

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I remember the day I realized I had finished the story, at least that first part of it. I wrote a sentence and then stopped. It was the end, something elusive I had been waiting for. And, suddenly, there it was. The stopping point.

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MartinEdic

MartinEdic

Former software marketer. Former musician. Writer, nine non-fiction books, two novels, Buddhist, train lover. Amateur cook, lover of life most of the time!