Maybe you can’t start a new book until you kill the last, or at least break up with it. But it can’t be one of those—things just didn’t work out; let’s be friends—sort of breakups. Or maybe I’m not good at those either. I have to mute everything or I’ll keep looking. Send a bunch of random messages so they don’t pop up …
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