To write a novel is to spin up a black hole that sucks in your fears, hopes, dreams, fascinations, doubts, ideas, speculations, and memories until it collapses into itself under its own weight.
And there, in the dying light of fading plasma jets, sits a manuscript.
Complement with how I wrote Breach, a brief anatomy of story, and the creative process behind True Blue.
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