The problem with tumblr literature is occasionally I get a flash of remembrance of some small aspect or technique and have no way to remember what the entire story was and find it. It makes it all the more magical to run into it again but also all the more haunting to grasp at the wisps dancing at my fingertips.
Like I remember in freshman year of college, introductory creative writing, we brushed briefly over when you might write in first or third person and I mentioned that one of my favorite stories was written in second person. I did not remember how to find it then, though I’m sure I had a good grasp of what it was like at the time, and while I’m sure I’ve reread it since, every now and then I get a random pang and remember that I said that in class once and it makes me wonder what story it was.
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