Maybe We've Grown Out Of Each Other.

Sometimes, When It Is Going Badly, She Wonders If What She Believes To Be A Love Of The Written Word Is Really Just A Fetish For Stationary.

If There's Anything I'm Keen To Get Better At In My Writing, Then It's The Writing Of Prose As Opposed To The Writing Of Dialogue.

But They Had Also Settled Into The Maddening Familiarity Of Friendship; Maddening For Her At Least.

...and Once Again Dexter Is Struck By How Easy Conversation Can Be When No-one Is In Their Right Mind

She Made A Firm Resolution, One Of The Resolutions She Was Making Almost Daily These Days. No More Sleepovers, No More Writing Poetry, No More Wasting Time. Time To Tidy Up Your Life. Time To Start Again.