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		<title>On the edge</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Nov 2013 11:42:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[For a week or so now, I have been stuck on my new book. My main character needed to be in danger, but from what? This didn&#8217;t work, that was unbelievable. What to do? Finally, in frustration, I went back and read from the beginning of the story, and there they were—the vicious “edge dwellers” ... <a title="On the edge" class="read-more" href="https://www.karencushman.com/on-the-edge/" aria-label="Read more about On the edge">Read more</a>]]></description>
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<p>I think we writers write more into our stories than we even know, not because our characters take over or we are channeling someone or because there is a muse at work. I think we do it ourselves, unwittingly, because we are preparing ourselves for surprise. We merely find what we planted there, the unconscious gifts we give ourselves. So I am for the moment unstuck and ready to deal with those vile edge dwellers.</p>
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