Write Lynn, please write.
I have read all my books (well, some of them).
Write.
But I have written before I had a script and now it's three years later.
Gotta write. Write. You have the script. A little trust here. Write.
I am afraid of looking stupid.
You can look stupid. Einstein looked stupid until he turned seven.
I feel stupid.
Go ahead, feel stupid. And write. Your hormones are for input, not direction. Your head and heart have that job. Write.
Okay.
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