DEADLINES ONLY MAEK MEH STRONGAH.

(Or: how to be a decent writer.)

Blame whomever you want, it's still not good enough.

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Deny EVERYTHING and NOTHING.

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Who gives an ass about deadlines anyway?

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Blame Word. Doc.

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Sleep is for the weak.

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Get a handle on 'Garden of the Forking Paths.'

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Get confused about 'Garden of the Forking Paths.'

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Give up on 'Garden of the Forking Paths.'

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Write.

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Write more.

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Fall asleep at the keyboard.

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Nobody likes the critic.

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Everyone loves the critic.

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No one can find a critic.

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Your best work will not ever compare to the asshair of JR. Tolken, Toole, Burgess, or Zeta.

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This is fact.

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Who needs sleep anyway?

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Question things.

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Lie.

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Five days after the due date is still an acceptable due date.

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Be very good at bullshitting.

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Forgot yourself.

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Hate things.

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Hate yourself.

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Believe in nothing.

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Hope.

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Fall from it.

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Land in denial.

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Run.

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Faster.

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Farther.

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Don't stop.

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Keep going.

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Outpace it.

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Never stop.

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Never submit.

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Never love.

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No one is safe.

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It catches up in the end.

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Nothing is sacred.

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Leave your mark.

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Leave your impression.

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Memories are all they have.

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Weep

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Now you write.

Now you see.

Now you end.