I am behind.
Not because I disappeared.
Not because I ran out of ideas.
Not because the stories went quiet.
Actually, it’s the opposite.
I am behind because the stories are loud.
There is always another character tapping on the glass. Another family secret. Another historical rabbit hole. Another scene that begins as “just a small moment” and then decides, ve…

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