Writing this at the Yaffa Cafe in New York's East Village. Best damn city in the whole world. It's gorgeous weather, the sun shining off the snow. They're supposed to have more snow later this week, but I will be gone by then.
I'm figuring out that I am uncomfortable with discussions of craft. Yeah, I can put words to what I do and how I do it, but extended craft dialogues always seem to end up a little ... pretentious? Yeah, that's not a bad word for it.
I don't talk about it so much as I do it. That's the way -- uh-huh, uh-huh -- I like it.
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