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I’ve been writing again. Slowly, to be sure, but deliberately. Reading, too. It’s dawned on me lately how foreign certain kinds of fiction in particular, ones with which I was intimately familiar when I was much younger, have become. I’ve spent too long just implementing things for the sake of pushing things towards deadlines, real and imagined, that I’ve neglected the development of my skills and interests. I’ve learned — am learning — how to live my life more slowly.