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12-22-2010, 10:43 AM
Wednesday’s Writing on Writing
The worker of wood lay on his back in the darkness, hands behind his head, leathery fingers interlaced, one throbbing. His young wife slumbered to his left, her breathing even and deep. An arm’s length from…
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The worker of wood lay on his back in the darkness, hands behind his head, leathery fingers interlaced, one throbbing. His young wife slumbered to his left, her breathing even and deep. An arm’s length from…
More... (http://www.jerryjenkins.com/2010/12/22/holding-heaven-2/)