waiting for a wet streetcar, queen and church
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2011.02.03
waiting for a wet streetcar, queen and church
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Remove everything that has no relevance to the story. If you say in the first chapter that there is a rifle hanging on the wall, in the second or third chapter it absolutely must go off. If it's not going to be fired, it shouldn't be hanging there.
—Anton Chekhov