Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Write what you know.

I am not, by any stretch, the type of person who writes autobiographical details into my main characters apart from a couple of small cosmetic nods. But I wrote this sentence and didn't realise until afterwards that it neatly sums up my attitude to being ill.

'...and, buying a larger hat to cover the nascent horns apart, I had coped with this new complication in my life by ignoring it.'

The bit about ignoring it. Not the horns. Wanting horns would be stupid. I want antlers.

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