the vulnerability of (even just drafting) personal essays

Essay drafting again today. In the spirit of Hemingway’s advice, I finished the morning session halfway through an unfinished idea, the manuscript bleeding on my desk. I have spent the rest of the morning half-concerned that people will sense I have an open wound on my sleeve. No one has noticed.

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