My patience sours.
It rots.
It decays with lurid ugliness and stinks up the joint.
I am trying my wholehearted best to remain positive about the way my literary career is being handled.
I am failing.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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My patience sours.
It rots.
It decays with lurid ugliness and stinks up the joint.
I am trying my wholehearted best to remain positive about the way my literary career is being handled.
I am failing.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
