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I can't concentrate on anything except short stories right now, so I decided to read this. Anthony Doerr has such a lovely way with words: "When he looked out the cabin window, he saw wolf tracks crossing the river, owls hunting from the trees, six feet of snow like a quilt ready to be thrown off. She saw burrowed dreamers nestled under roots against the long twilight, their dreams rippling into the sky like auroras." #votedearlyreadathon

To be a good writer, you have to be a good reader.

I‘m reading through this for a class, and while it is inspiring, it‘s also kind of like “how can I EVER write that well” lolololololol