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Oh, dangerous.
Oct. 1st, 2010 06:54 pmTonight I want to make something. But I will probably write, which is still making something, but not Making Something.
I used to say that my Whim was stronger than my Will. I've just discovered the past tense around that. I feel sorry for Whim. What happened to her? Poor thing. I should have taken better care. She made so much trouble, but she was (is?) pretty and she made pretty happen, too. Whim was a terrible worker, however.
Will, on the other hand, tells me that I can do both. It's only 7, and my writing commitment is a mere half hour.
See? She's the stronger one, now.
I used to say that my Whim was stronger than my Will. I've just discovered the past tense around that. I feel sorry for Whim. What happened to her? Poor thing. I should have taken better care. She made so much trouble, but she was (is?) pretty and she made pretty happen, too. Whim was a terrible worker, however.
Will, on the other hand, tells me that I can do both. It's only 7, and my writing commitment is a mere half hour.
See? She's the stronger one, now.