I eat broccoli. I think about the plot. I pace in circles for hours, counter-clockwise, listening to music. I try to think of one detail in the scene I'm about to write that I'm really excited about writing. Until I can come up with that one detail, I pace.
Matthew Tobin AndersonI donโt know. Dโyou think? Heโs pretty wide in the chest.โ The girl looked at me, and I was frozen. So I said, โYeah. I work out.โ Violet asked me, โWhat are you? Whatโs your cup size?โ I shrugged and played along. โLike, nine and a half?โ I guessed. โThatโs my shoe size.โ Violet said, โI think heโd like something slinky, kind of silky.โ I said, โAs long as you can stop me from rubbing myself up against a wall the whole time.โ โOkay,โ said Violet, holding her hands up like she was annoyed. โOkay, the chemise last week was a mistake.
Matthew Tobin AndersonโฆItโs like a spiral: They keep making everything more basic so it will appeal to everyone. And gradually, everyone gets used to everything being basic, so we get less and less varied as people, more simple. So the corps make everything even simpler. And it goes on and on.
Matthew Tobin AndersonThere are times when friendship feels like running down a hill together as fast as you can, jumping over things, spinning around, and you don't care where you're going, and you don't care where you've come from, because all that matters is speed, and the hands holding your hands.
Matthew Tobin AndersonPerhaps his gloom was due to his profession, that he lived among fallen empires, and in reading these languages that had not been spoken by the common man in centuries, he had all about him the ruin of language, evidence of toppled suburbs, grass growing among the mosaics, and voices that had been choked with poison, iron, age, or ash.
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