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Rainbow Boy
by Karen Bjork Kubin I wish you could have seen the look on his face, walking home from school. I wish you could carry it
by Karen Bjork Kubin I wish you could have seen the look on his face, walking home from school. I wish you could carry it
In John Gardner’s Becoming a Novelist, the author names two kinds of writers. One is fascinated by their own inner world, crafting characters as they appear before them. I think of Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway — the complex inner-life of a woman receiving the world like she’s casting a net into the sea and is more interested in how the net does its snaring work than in what she hauls in.