‘The View from the Shed’ excerpt, Ch 7 Good-Evil-Balance
CHAPTER SEVEN Good and Evil/Balance Some days I just cannot stop writing, it’s as if my soul is being driven,
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Read moreI stare outside through my office window, unwilling to go to the shed, my once favorite place of thought and
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