Introduction 1

I like to write in the morning while listening to songs by Leonard Cohen. My working room is small but very comfortable. I would sit in my favorite armchair looking out of the tiny window and thinking about how my story is going to evolve. Sometimes I sit like that for hours and do not come up with anything useful. Who am I to decide about my characters faith anyway? If I can make anything happen in their life, am I their God? Are we all living in a book that God has written? Is God a good writer then?
You see, I sometimes sit there for hours without coming up with anything useful.

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