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I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had.
-I wish I were musically talented so badly that sometimes watching people play music hurts, physically, in my skin, all over.
-I want a piano. Even though I am terrible at the piano and I know it would just frustrate me. I want one.
-I am writing a thing that starts as a barely-fictionalized account of a thing that happened to me and (I hope) will turn into something more interesting, but it is hard to move into the more interesting part, because the thing that actually happened is so deeply fascinating to me (because of narcissism) that I can’t tear myself away from writing and rewriting it.
-Also I am having trouble giving this one person a fictional-version name because he has actually the best real-life name I have ever heard.
-Writing is always painful, but sometimes it is less painful than not-writing.
-I write when not-writing gets agonizing, or when my friends get bored of hearing me analyze the ultimately-not-that-interesting things that have happened to me. Neither of those are good or respectable reasons.
