Tuesday, 26 July 2011

O Muse

The other day I was writing and I noticed a stray punctuation mark in the text. No matter what I tried it would not delete. Not to be daunted, I set about working the mark into the text. But I went further, I poured my creative soul into the project so that, not only did the offending punctuation sit invisibly in the prose, it was central to the whole meaning of the passage. The result was a masterpiece of mans fight against the tyranny of Fate. I saved and exited, satisfied and sleepy, only to discover that it was just a bit of dirt on the screen.

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