a pleasant summer
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2015.07.15
A colleague is in Dubai, where it's 44° today - this morning in Toronto it was 13°. I wore my cycling jacket for my ride in.
twenty-seven years and one million words
A colleague is in Dubai, where it's 44° today - this morning in Toronto it was 13°. I wore my cycling jacket for my ride in.
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