This, she thought, isnโt just for today. Itโs for everything. For the heartache that still felt like a punch in the gut each time it struck, fresh as new, at unpredictable moments; for the smiling lies and the mental images she couldnโt shake; for the shame of having been so naive. For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieveโlike the soulโs version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable.
Laini TaylorDialogue is the place that books are most alive and forge the most direct connection with readers. It is also where we as writers discover our characters and allow them to become real.
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