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June 10, 2017
Tick Tock Tear

The following is my result from an exercise at a workshop on dialogue at the Geneva Writer's Group. A teenage daughter comes home at 3 a.m. and the father is waiting. Here I experimented with both direct and hidden dialogue.   "It's three in the morning." I wore my big watch, her big clock, with […]

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