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♪ I never wanna be the one ♪

♪ to pull the trigger on the gun, ♪

♪ when it's time. ♪

♪ I'm really good at holding on, ♪

♪ even when I know it's wrong, ♪

♪ at least it's mine. ♪

♪ And I always seem to get off track, ♪

♪ picking up all the slack. ♪

♪ I know it doesn't serve me. ♪

♪ Bittersweet distraction ♪

♪ licking your wounds tending to mine. ♪

♪ Harmful chain reaction. ♪

♪ I'm bleeding myself out of all the time. ♪

♪ Pull and... ♪

Nooooo!

"Maya sat on the edge of the dock".

"Her bright, blue eyes searching the night sky".

"She wondered if a purpose was something you are born with".

"A calling that tugged at you from deep inside".

"Or if it was simply the name you gave to whatever it was you ultimately fell into".

"To lend it an importance it might not deserve".

"She hoped it was the former..."

"She liked to believe she was meant for more".

- Erm, right here, green jacket. - Hello Skye.

I read that publishers had turned away your books for

five years before you finally wrote "Maya's Fall".

I'm a writer, at least, I'm trying to be...

I was wondering if you could talk for a little bit about how you

keep going in the face of rejection.

Prove them wrong.

Make it happen by any means necessary.

And then forward them your sales number anonymously.

OK, next question. Erm, you, young lady.

- Hi! - Hello!

When are you gonna write the sequel?

There are no plans for a sequel.

But... I have a new book.

It's called "So Dark the Waves"

I just finished it. I really hope you'll give it a shot.

It is the best thing I've ever done.

So, it just ends there? You're really going to leave Maya like that?

She didn't even make it to Albuquerque!

Erm... we grow attached to these characters and their lives,

and sometimes it's hard to say good-bye to people you love.

Erm... let's see...

Ah!

I'm sorry. We're all out of time.

Thank you all for coming and...

let's hear it again for our guest tonight.

Author Skye Chaste.

I usually get paid as soon as the event ends.

I'm sorry, we don't cut the checks here.

They go off from the main office

but you'll have it in five to ten business days.

Can't you make an exception?

I'm sorry, it's still policy.

But please, help yourself to something on the table.

$120

I was barely here eight hours.

Madam, we don't do hourly rates.

We're not that type of establishment.

I am done with the tours, Chelsea. I barely break even.

"So Dark the Waves", let's just set up a virtual session.

They're passing.

What do you mean?

They didn't like it.

"Maya's Fall" made them a lot of money.

I know!

They won't even put an editor on to it?

Pretentious. Convoluted. Nonsense.

- Written by a sociopath. - Oh, my God...

That one was off the record. Just ignore that last one.

Can't we just take it somewhere else?

That was three different publishers.

Look...

It's a sophomore slump. It happens to the best of them.

I spent two years on that.

You can't take it personally.

I bled for that book. Everything on those pages is me.

How am I not supposed to take this personally?

Look, there's one recipe for continued success.

Repetition. When you find something that works,

you need to give them more of the same.

You mean a sequel?

Or better yet, a trilogy!

"Maya's Return", "Maya's Revenge"...

Send the kid to the moon for all I care.

And, Jesus Christ, can you deliver a love interest?

It's like you don't know your readers at all.

Look, the guy should be brooding.

Or give him a puppy.

How about I just make him perpetually shirtless?

Now you're thinking.

Chelsea...

I am dead broke.

I don't know how much longer I can get by.

You need money? Get me something that will sell. As simple as that.

Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.

Do you need something?

I thought maybe you'd recognize me.

Can't say that I do.

I was the reading last night, at the book-mark.

Did you follow me here?

No, no... I was just walking and I saw you.

I'm a really big fan.

I wanted to say hello last night but I chickened out.

I'm not good with crowds.

Well, don't beat yourself up over it.

It's just, I traveled a really long way to see you

and I have a million questions.

You've maybe a little time to talk?

I just spent two weeks in ten different cities,

I am tired and hungry... I just wanna get home.

There's an address on my website,

you can send any questions you have there

and a self-addressed stamped envelope.

If you're hungry, I can buy you breakfast.

Holly, is that with a "Y"?

How else would you spell it?

There's a woman in "Duluth" who spelled Qatherine with a "Q".

Now, I always ask.

"The main difference between a cat and a lie,

is that the cat has only nine lives".

"Truly yours, Skye Chaste".

Isn't that how Mark Twain signed his books?

Yeah.

But he's dead now so I figured, you know, he's not using it.

I'm sorry, did you want one?

No, that's OK.

Oh, I didn't realize they were selling this.

Oh, I had it made.

You really are a fan.

The biggest.

There's something else I want to ask you.

Yeah!

Run your dime, ask away.

I'm a writer.

Not like you but...

I feel like there's a story I need to tell.

And I was hoping you could help me.

I have a book.

It's almost done but I'm having trouble writing an ending.

I'm not really sure what I can do for you.

You can mentor me, give me notes.

Your author's bio said you used to run writer's workshops.

I don't do that anymore.

Plus, once you start publishing your own stuff,

you just open yourself up to all kinds of lawsuits.

Give notes on some terrible script,

next thing you know, you're being sued

because yours takes place in the same planet.

So, no, thanks.

I can recommend someone, I think I have a number.

I don't want their opinion.

I want yours.

I could pay you.

It's gonna take a lot more than lunch.

I have money.

From what? Your paper route?

I've saved two thousand dollars.

You're currently in possession of two thousand dollars?

OK, kid.

But I do not copy-edit, OK? My grammar is trash.

Thank you so much, really. This means the world to me.

Mhm.

All right, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. You settle up the check?

All right, we'll go to my place, I'll read your book...

I'll give you my notes, you pay me, then leave. Deal?

Deal.

Are you OK to drive?

I am inviting you into my home. This is an exercise of trust for all involved.

Hop in!

Are you coming?

Yeah.

I guess I just can't believe I'm actually here.

I'm gonna go unpack and scrub off ten cities' worth of filth but...

You can start here.

Go ahead and print off your draft then we'll take a look a it when I'm out.

All done?

What are you doing?

I was looking for blank paper.

It's not up here.

Paper's under the desk.

Downstairs!

If you're gonna be here, we need to establish some ground rules.

The first being: Don't touch my stuff. The second being: Don't touch my stuff.

- Who was that in all those pictures? - It's Paul.

Paul Walsh?

How do you know that name?

From the dedication? In the front of the book?

- "For Paul Walsh with love". - Right.

- What happened then? - That's none of your business.

Let me know when it's ready.

Skye, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, it's...

Sometimes, I'm too curious for my own good and

I just... I have a problem with boundaries but...

Knowing that I upset you, it's makes me feel really bad...

OK, stop.

I think we can all use a little time out.

I haven't dusted these off since for ever.

Don't get too many visitors out here.

The middle of nowhere is great for writing but terrible for company.

And no one can hear you scream.

Yeah, let's... let's not do that.

So, what do they do for fun in erm...?

Where are you from again?

Alaska.

Your family was OK with you coming out this way just to get a book signed?

I don't really have a family.

Been on my own for a while now.

It's been a hard couple of years.

My Mum died and my Dad dies shortly after.

Damn.

Finding the book...

It helped me get through them.

When I looked at Maya, I saw myself.

It was like, things finally made sense for me.

You've just had such a profound impact on my life and...

Even if it meant selling everything I owned and leaving everything behind...

I knew I had to meet you.

Shoot!

Paul was my fiancé.

We met at a writing retreat I was running.

He proposed to me over there, under that tree.

Six months later, he...

walked into our living room...

A gun...

And put a bullet in his head.

So, I packed up every piece of him and put them in the attic.

Because... screw him, right?

OK.

No title?

I haven't thought of one.

OK...

Fantasy? Voyeé?

Sort of a mystery, I guess.

How far along are you?

There's two chapters I have to write.

And you're stuck?

I don't have a resolution.

If it's a mystery, you really need to have the end in mind from the start.

Oh!

I guess I thought I could just wait and see how it all turned out.

That's a bold strategy... No title, no ending...

Where are my damned pens?

I'm doing everything wrong, aren't I?

Your first novel is supposed to be bad.

You need to just get it out of your system.

The next one will be good?

No.

You have a really beautiful house.

Thanks.

These are cool.

Where did you get them?

Oh, they belonged to the previous owner. He was pretentious.

So, why do you keep them up?

I'm also pretentious.

How long have you lived here?

A few years.

Was it hard to stay after Paul killed himself?

Sharing time is over. That subject is officially off-limits.

What's your book about?

Huh?

The new one that you mentioned at the reading?

"So Dark"?

"The Waves", "So Dark the Waves", it's...

How about... guilt...?

Loss. The intrinsic dishonesty of the human condition?

Cool.

What does that mean?

I'm trying something different.

Is there a reason you don't wanna write another "Maya" book?

There are a lot of reasons.

Do you not have any ideas?

I have a great idea. How about we stopped talking about this?

Sorry.

I'm just a little nervous.

All right. Holly with a "Y".

Let's see what you got.

What do you think?

It's pretty rough.

Oh.

But it's not insalvitable.

I think with a lot of work we can put this thing into shape.

Yeah?

Thank you so much.

It's getting pretty late, I...

I should find a motel.

Sorry.

It's just, erm...

Yeah, it is getting late.

So, why don't you just stay here for a few days?

Yeah, we can roll up our sleeves and...

we'll whip this thing into shape.

- I only have the two thousand. - Oh.

We can figure something out.

- That's very generous of you. - Mhm.

The guest bedroom is upstairs, the first door on the right.

So...

You've any questions for me before I go to bed...?

- Like where the clean towels are, or...? - No.

Great, cos I don't think I have any clean towels, so...

Actually...

Could I stay down here for a while?

And listen to some of those?

Yeah.

Knock yourself out.

The turntable is on the piano.

Thanks.

Chelsea, I'm working on something new.

♪ Bittersweet distraction ♪

♪ licking your wounds tending to mine. ♪

♪ Harmful chain reaction. ♪

♪ I'm bleeding myself out of... ♪

Not that one!

Just pick another one, OK?

Did I do something wrong?

Skye?

Morning!

Hey, can you...?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

It's fine.

How did you sleep?

Like a log.

Glad to hear it.

Are we OK?

I feel like I keep making these mistakes.

It's over. Forget it. I have.

You're out of coffee.

And eggs.

Who needs to eat, right?

I found this in the back of the cabinet.

I left you some but there wasn't much left.

I have business in town. I can hit the grocery store

before I get home, so... Any request?

No, thank you.

How long will you be gone?

Most of the day, but...

This should keep you busy.

Take a look. We can talk when I get back.

It's a good start.

You really think so?

I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.

You think I should have a love interest?

You gotta know your audience.

You trust me, right?

Of course.

Has anyone else given you any input on the draft?

No, no, you're the first person I've shown it to.

Perfect.

Let's just keep it between the two of us... for now.

Hm, til it's done.

Before I forget, erm...

The money you mentioned?

- Yeah? - Hm.

Could I...?

Have it?

Oh, yeah, right. Of course.

One sec.

Ah, this is all I have on me but I can get more.

This is fine for now.

Do me a favor? Email me your file?

I need to reformat it.

- Reformat? - Hmm.

The margins are too wide. The font is too big, it's throwing the page count.

It's just a first draft.

You wanna do this correctly, right?

I meant, I thought you said you wanted to be a writer.

- I do. - Well...

This is what writers do.

You're paying a lot of money, Holly, but you'd rather, I'll just... mail it in.

No, of course not. I'll send it right away.

Great.

Leave off the title page for now.

Until we can think of something catchy.

Actually, I have some ideas I wanted to run by you, like erm...

"Disappear", "Anger"...

No, maybe "Fan Girl"?

Good start!

Keep thinking.

Chelsea!

- Hey, you have a minute? - I never have a minute.

I have a new book for you.

I've been working on it a while. I didn't wanna jinx it by telling you.

You know I hate surprises.

You'll like this one. I think it's really something special.

No offense but that was the pitch for your last book

and we all know how that turned out.

Look, I'm sending it to you now. Drop whatever you're doing and read it, OK?

Should be all of it.

I really appreciate you grabbing this for me.

Oh, what are neighbors for?

You might wanna read the one from the electric company,

it's towards the bottom.

I did not go through your mail.

It's just the envelope, it's very bright.

Orange... I think it's a final notice.

I'll do that.

Thanks again, I owe you one.

Oh, since you offered...

We're having a big fund-raiser at the end of the month

to send the High School football team off to State.

Go, Wolf pack!

Anyway...

Maybe we can get a few of your autographed books?

To auction off? I'll pay for them.

Sure. OK.

Wonderful!

Oh!

You should look at the gas bill too.

It's just very bright.

Jesus.

Hey! I made a breakthrough on chapter 21.

What are those pictures doing out?

Oh, I put them there.

I thought it might help.

What right do you have to meddle in my personal life?

I'm sorry.

You're here to fix your book. You're not here to fix me.

I didn't mean to upset you.

But it's not good to hold on to pain.

Locking memories of him in the attic isn't going to help you heal.

You'll never be able to move past what happened until you face it alone.

Maybe you wouldn't have to drink as much.

I drink because I like it.

Seems like you need it.

Who are you to say that to me? You've known me two days.

I've learnt a lot about you.

I totally get it now.

No wonder you don't have any family.

They thought they could get away from you fast enough.

How could you say that?

Yeah, not so fun, is it?

When people make assumptions.

Another valuable life lesson free of charge.

You're nothing like I thought you'd be.

Well, never meet your idols, kid.

Damn!

Is that a fuse?

No, it's what happens if you don't pay the electric bill.

- I brought you these. - Oh.

Thanks.

Just remember to blow them out before you go to bed.

Of course.

I'll call the electric company in the morning, work something out.

I have a few more hours left on my computer.

I'll just write by the candle light like the pioneers used to do.

You do that.

Yes, I realize it does not have a title, just, erm...

I was thinking maybe "Fan Girl"?

Just... just read it, OK? It's gonna be the book that turns my career around.

How's it going, Captain?

I'm having a bit of trouble here.

You're not even building it in the bottle.

You think you can do better?

I know I can.

Just need to have patience.

OK.

That right there is not helping my concentration.

Looks like you did it, though.

What would you do without me?

I...

don't wanna find out.

Hey, knock it off!

Is everything all right?

You tell me.

Everything's fine.

OK, well, I'm gonna need you to stop whatever it is you're doing in there then.

What I'm doing?

The banging! What is with the banging?

Huh? I'm not banging anything.

OK, well, then if you're not, then who is? It's not me!

I didn't hear anything.

Are you serious?

What did it sound like?

Like banging, loud banging on the wall.

Honestly, I haven't been banging anything.

And I haven't heard any banging.

No, don't even...

Maybe it was the wind.

Or some tree branches.

Are you messing with me?

What is this?

No, no.

No, I'm not doing that.

I'm not really sure what you want me to say.

Never mind.

Just go back to bed.

"Love in the Western World" by Denis de Rougemont.

It's how much?

Can I make a personal payment or get on some kind of plan?

Can I speak with a manager?

Who is this girl?

Hello?

I see you finally got your act together.

- What? - The book!

So, you like it?

Oh, I love it!

No, it's way better than that other crap you were trying to peddle.

OK, let's not go crazy.

No, no, seriously, it's really great, really inspired stuff.

It's not a sequel but there is a market for this.

Is it something you can sell?

Are you kidding? I already sent the first few chapters to the publishers.

They're all eating crow.

We officially have a bidding war

and based on the success of your last book...

We're talking six figures, maybe higher.

Can we get conditional?

On what?

That they publish "So Dark the Waves".

- Skye! - It's gotta be both.

All right. I will run it by them.

How soon before you finish this one?

Have you read it yet?

Yes, I realize it does not have a title, erm...

I was thinking maybe "Fan Girl"?

Skye?

Just a couple of days.

There's a few things I need to do first.

Peace offering.

I'm only 18.

I won't tell.

Did you ever figure out what that noise was?

Yeah, you know, I think you were right. I think it was just a branch.

It's still pretty windy.

Are you going low tech?

Oh, I...

My computer is almost dead, I...

I found this in your office, I hope that's OK.

Sure!

The power should be back soon.

- It's really beautiful out here. - Mhm.

I can see why you're been inspired.

Yeah!

It's easy to write when it's the only thing to do, so...

Look, I've had a rough couple of days. I didn't mean to take it out on you.

It's OK.

I understand.

I can be pushy.

I know that about myself.

And you know all about me too.

And I feel like I hardly know anything about you.

There's not much to tell.

I'm sure that's not true.

You have a boyfriend?

Some strapping young moose hunter who is breathlessly awaiting your return?

I had a boyfriend in High School but we broke up and I...

When his family moved away.

Oh, man.

That's too bad.

Now you know.

Happy love has no history and all that.

It's de Rougemont.

"Love in the Western World".

I've read it.

So...

What do you do for work?

I used to work at a convenience store but I...

I quite before I came out here.

Why?

I don't know.

There was a couple of reasons.

- I was ready to move on, anyway. - Hmm.

And I saw you were going on your book tour.

I took it as a sign.

Maybe it was time for a fresh start.

So, you just left?

Yeah.

That must have been hard.

Leaving the place that you grew up?

Leaving all of your friends...

I don't have any friends.

Oh, come on, everybody has friends.

I've always been kind of a loner, I guess.

There must be someone, hm?

Someone who misses you.

Not really.

- Skye? - Yeah?

I was wondering if you could maybe drive me into town.

But you're hitting your stride!

- You don't wanna lose your rhythm. - No.

It's just I wasn't really planning to be here so long, I...

I feel bad eating your food.

You're my guest!

If I go into town, I can take out the rest of the money I owe you.

I know you're good for it.

You're so close to the end. Why stop now?

Ah!

Power's back.

Hmm.

I made you some lunch.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

Is this the last chapter?

Most of it.

Home's reached?

Yeah.

Keep going til you're done, OK? Don't wanna have to...

tie you to that chair.

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Can I help you?

- Wait! - I brought the books!

Oh, oh, you have something on your....

It happens to me all the time when I garden.

You know, you know, right now's not really a good time.

Oh, I'm sorry.

You got company?

No, no, it's just me, I-I...

- I'm in the middle of something. - It'll only take a minute.

I was just so excited that you agreed to help out with the auction,

that I bought all the store!

I thought we could get them signed and right up on the website.

OK, sure, yeah. Let me see them.

Here you go. You're an angel.

OK. You've a pen?

I don't.

OK, come, come this way.

I really do appreciate this.

Sure, sure.

Oh, could you make that last one out for my daughter?

Emmilee, that's with two E's and two M's.

What a beautiful name!

You know, you really should come into town more often.

We'd love to have you at the event.

- We're getting a band from San Dimas. - Ah!

- Thanks, I will try to do that. - Yep.

All alone out here by yourself everyday...

I think I'd go lost or crazy.

- You need help with that? - No, no, I'm great.

Who was that?

Never mind.

I gotta go and clean up.

I have something for you to look at.

This is great.

I was a little reluctant about the love interest suggestion but...

I think it worked.

It's a crowd-pleaser.

The puppy was a fun addition.

I named him "Boots".

Why "Boots"?

When I was little, we had a dog named Boots.

Oh...

Write what you know, I guess.

I'm glad you decided to keep those up.

I realized you had a point.

What's the "Lettmann Award"?

Who knows...?

Who cares?

I think you do.

You act like it doesn't affect you

but I think it matters to you what people think.

You've got me all figured out.

It seems like you resent it, "Maya's Fall".

It was supposed to open the door and not define my career.

Is it really so bad if it does?

I mean, it's touched so many people.

No one wants to be a one-hit wonder.

Can I...?

Sure.

Do you wanna hear a story?

Always.

It's been a while, I may mix up some of the details.

I'll keep that in mind.

Around 1280...

In a small Chinese village,

this man was found dead in a wheat field.

He had deep, deep slashes...

Here...

And here...

he bled out in the field.

It makes sense.

They determined the murder weapon was most likely a hand-sickle but...

In a village full of wheat farmers, almost everyone had one.

There was no obvious suspects, no witnesses...

What did they do?

The town's Magistrate had all the farmers line up their sickles against the wall.

Leave them out in the hot sun.

By the end of the day...

One of the sickles was covered in flies.

The blood?

The blood.

And even though the blade had been wiped off, traces still remained.

The owner broke down and confessed.

I think they hanged him.

I'm not sure. That part's fuzzy.

My Dad told me that.

That's a hell of a bedtime story.

Always stuck with me.

It's a good reminder.

Of what?

That no matter what you do to fight it...

The truth always has a way of coming out.

So, what do you think?

About what?

The chapter!

Does it work?

It's- It's getting there.

Try this.

It's over, I...

I finished.

That's great.

I can't wait for you to read it.

Yeah, me neither.

I wasn't sure I could do it but then suddenly the last word was on the page.

We should celebrate.

How about a game of bocce?

Isn't it kind of dark out?

I have floodlights in the backyard.

Come on!

Can I be red?

I'll lead and spot your points.

We'll just dig up the set from the garage.

How about a drink first?

I thought you were too young.

It's a special occasion.

I think I've earned it.

What's the best liquor to toast it with?

You can't go wrong with Bourbon.

This one has a fun label.

Will it work?

Yeah, it's all good in my book.

Hey, you can - you can fill it up more.

You're living dangerously, right?

Right.

To you...

To your first book.

To Skye Chaste.

You're the reason this is all happening.

Maybe I should have started with something weaker.

Just 1-2-3 and down the hatch.

Come on, don't overthink it.

No, after...

I-I really can't wait any longer.

I wanna show you what I've done.

Ta-da!

Right. It's a big moment. Are you nervous?

No.

Not anymore.

What-What is this?

The book!

You think this is funny?

No, I don't.

Oh!

- Is everything OK? - Ah!

I'm just...

What did you...?

Sorry.

I didn't think you'd be up this fast.

The back of the bottle didn't say how long you'd be out so I wasn't sure.

And the hell I wasn't gonna just sit in here with you and wait.

That would be weird, right?

Found the key to the garage in your purse.

Seemed like a good place to talk.

Although I suspect you had another use in mind.

I found this too.

No screaming, all right?

What-What do you want?

Money? I think it's pretty clear I don't have any.

I told you at the start of this I have a few questions.

OK.

I want you to tell me what happened to Paul Walsh.

Paul?

What has he got do to with anything?

How did he die?

This is some sick fantasy?

You really wanna know every damned detail of my life?

How did he die?

I told you how he died.

Well, start from the beginning.

Paul Walsh...

bought that 357...

and shot himself.

Wrong. You killed Paul Walsh.

What?

No!

You shot him and you made it look like a suicide.

You're crazy.

No. I'm Maya.

Maya's not real.

You know that, right?

She is real. She's me.

You didn't put the bullets in?

I thought they were in there already.

You didn't check first?

OK.

Holly, listen...

Maya. My name is Maya.

Maya is a character in a book I wrote.

No. She's a character in a book he wrote.

But you thought you had it all figured out.

Steal a dead man's book. No one would ever know.

How could you possibly know that?

Because Paul Walsh was my father.

He doesn't have any children.

He had a whole family, til he left us.

How do you walk out on a seven year old girl?

What could've you possibly ever done to make you wanna leave?

At first, he sent postcards.

I tore them all up.

Eventually, he stopped writing.

Til a few years ago.

He sent me an email.

The very first draft of his very first novel.

One he told me I had inspired him to write.

"Maya sat on the edge of the dock".

"Her bright, blue eyes gazing the night sky".

Imagine my surprise,

when I passed a book-store six months later...

And there, in the front display was "Maya's Fall".

Only it had a different author's name on the cover.

I thought it had to be a coincidence.

I bought it anyway...

Every word was the same.

Don't move!

There's bullets in it this time.

I...

I didn't kill him.

I didn't know he was struggling. He never told me.

He never said a word.

- I don't believe you. - It's the truth!

He killed himself with the gun you're holding.

Her told me he loved me.

Yeah, he told me he loved me too.

We had a plan, a future.

But he did it anyway.

- You're a liar. - No, wait, please, just listen to me.

When I came home,

I found the manuscript.

What? So you just took it?

Yeah!

That's his! It belongs to him!

He left me.

And he left you.

I don't owe him a damned thing!

I was angry.

And alone.

But I didn't kill him.

But you were gonna kill me.

Sign it!

I said sign it!

It's a confession.

Saying that you didn't write the book

and that Paul Walsh is the author of "Maya's Fall"

Sign it!

This won't bring him back.

Shut up!

I said sign it!

Now get up and go sit by the window.

What happens now?

You shoot me?

No.

I'm not like you.

Have a wonderful life.

Writing is a personal journey.

We all have stories within us.

The trick...

is finding out...

how to share them with the world in a way that connects.

All right?

I hope you all found some inspiration here today.

- Good luck! - Thank you.

Jessy?

Hi!

I just wanted to tell you that I really enjoyed your workshop.

Oh, thank you, Beatrice.

"The Epic Fantasy", right?

- Yeah, that's me. - I think you're sample's very good.

Really?

Yeah, I wish you had shared it with the group.

Oh, no, I couldn't. I'm not that confident.

- I haven't shared it with anyone. - Oh.

I hope that changes someday.

I know the workshop is over...

but I was wondering if you would help me with my book.

I-I don't do private consultations.

Just a bad experience.

Please?

I'm very easy to work with... I'll do anything you say.

Well, you've twisted my arm.

Walk with me to my car?

You can tell me all about it.

OK, so, it's just...

Do you wanna hear a story?

It's been a while, I may mix up some of the details.

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