Sometimes I think that loving anyone is an act of rebellion. In this world that sees it only as an impediment, daring to love another is the most outrageous thing I can imagine; the fact that it’s Oliver makes it all the more so. To love someone who should be an enemy, to find comfort in the arms of a man who represents all that should harm me, is my own attempt at revenge.
We’ve all heard of killing your darlings but what about those that survive the mass murders? This is one of mine – just a little snippet from deep in my novel that really encapsulates the mood of one of the sections. I got to wondering, if I had to select one paragraph out of all of my novel to share, what would it be? Such a difficult question but I kept coming back to this.
Thoughts?
Don’t kill this one! I agree – it’s powerful and it sets a mood, plus it leaves us thinking. Couldn’t ask for more really 🙂
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Don’t worry, I kept this one in. Glad you like it 🙂
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