stalking its prey
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Kokubunji, 2023.03.21
I think it was hunting small fish.
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twenty-eight years and a million words
I think it was hunting small fish.
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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