Ayame
Weeping Willow Pines.
This book (well, cycle) and Twilight both make me deathly fear ever getting something published, for fear that it was awful. What if people liked it and I became rich?
Let me never have an inspiring dream, ever.
Except I did, and was intending to write about a giant cannibalistic macaroni noodle who wore red glasses. (I kid you not- my mind made it up.)
He was a great personality.
But what if he somehow morphs into Edward Cullen?
Let me never have an inspiring dream, ever.
Except I did, and was intending to write about a giant cannibalistic macaroni noodle who wore red glasses. (I kid you not- my mind made it up.)
He was a great personality.
But what if he somehow morphs into Edward Cullen?
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