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our girl's first words were a hummed tune

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Toronto, 2013.07.28

I think The Girl is back to normal. Today we were at the beach, and as I was holding her I realized that she was humming a little tune. The tune bounced around in my head and I made the connection: it was the same "Bird of Prey" song that I sing while holding her aloft by her legs while she balances herself. So I did that, and she wore a huge grin and even giggled a bit, the first time I've heard her do that. It was a joy to see her with the sun on her face and the wind in her hair and smiling so!

rand()m quote

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