So here I am in the library -- staring at the blank screen -- asking myself, Self, how do I start this piece about conflict?
Be careful what you ask yourself.
Suddenly I hear an angry voice from the other side of the room. An old man has listened to 2 teens talk loudly for the past 5 minutes. He is no longer hunched over his newspaper, bearing it.
He has had enough.
[Continue this post, based on a true story over at Scribble Chicks...]
Friday, September 18, 2009
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