I remember working on this one. I would forget what I was writing literally while still in the middle of a sentence. There is evidence that I wanted to craft something good—a note partly down the first page in the margin reads, “Start here?” Oh, Honey. It doesn’t matter where you start this one.
Working Title: Who Counts
1st Sentence: When I was very young, maybe five or six, my mother cut two pieces of cake, one noticeably larger than the other, and asked me which piece I wanted.
Favorite Sentence: Their utter disregard for any opinion not brined, first, in testosterone.
Word Length: 477
Photo by Flickr user Twon 1/2009.
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