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Who needs one more blog about the art of writing? You know YOU do. You are not alone. Read it and weep.

Writing Exercise: The Longest Month

The stretch which is February seems as long as the time between that horrible moment when, suddenly gasping for air, you realize you've tried to drink your soda too quickly and it has gone down the wrong pipe; and the the time when you can finally stop coughing up bubbles and tears and recognize that you will probably live and breathe again and maybe even swallow normally again at some point in the future.