I’m kind of cheating today, but wouldn’t it be extremely presumptuous to assume that every one of you have read my book and are as acquainted with it as I am? I honestly don’t even revisit Frayed Edges often—in the same way that certain actors don’t watch their films—I find it very unsettling since I’ve lived through every iteration more than enough times. Though as the year comes to a close, I’ve notoriously been reflecting about everything that’s unfolded. It’s not that I feel as though I’ve accomplished nothing (I mean, I did just reference the book I published) but it’s a strange susceptibility that emerges from the shadows of everything I wanted to accomplish, and didn’t.
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