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Perhaps Writers Should Never Be Allowed To Get Together In A Workplace Context. It's Not Like Studying Computer Science, After All. The Emotions Are At Large, And Are Shared And Are Questioned. There Is A Vulnerability.

The Blood In My Veins Is Frozen But It Sings Of Love.

Rome Is A Place Almost Worn Out By Being Looked At, A City Collapsing Under The Weight Of Reference.

Recasting Fairy Tales Has Become A Publishing Sub-genre In Itself, And Has Been Done Both Well And To The Point Of Entropy. More Interesting Are Those Works Where The Structures Of Fairytales Are Abandoned But The World Of 'fairy' Is Imported As A Delicate Spice.

Fantasy Gets A Mixed Reception - A Lot Of Fantasy Is Formulaic But Most Of The Award-winning Fantasy On The Contrary Tends To Be The Stuff At The Edges Of The Genre, Rather Than Swimming In The Middle.