Technically, this isn’t what it looks like when you don’t have any ideas. That’s more an abstraction that involves intense shame, the smell of something resembling burning tires, a dash of euphoria (oddly enough) and the feeling that you can[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Chapter 19: Ideas are Finite
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For some reason, good ideas always come when you aren’t looking for them, don’t have anything to jot them down on (or in), and need to be quiet so as not to give your position away when the Snordsenblogarts are[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…