This is only...
...a test.
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I've (finally!) got down a tentative beginning and a very rough idea of what it may be about, but as it consists of a mere paragraph and not even that, I'd like to work at it a little more before putting it up here. I can say that it's about a young girl whose skewed relationship with her father leads her to dangerous behavior, not yet sure what. The problem is that the damned thing keeps threatening to slip away from me and into the arms of Faulkner or Ian McEwan, though my writing is nothing like either of theirs -- the only time that may be considered a blessing. I'm also having trouble lifting it out of scenic description towards the urgency of plot-hood, but I'm hoping that that will develop as I crawl along.
I'm sure that whoever first penned the word painstaking did it for times just such as this.
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