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So this just appeared in my current WIP:
Liz is not me, but she also is me.
--Annie
When writing this, I thought of Liz leaning back from the laptop and rubbing her eyes. Then I leaned back from typing the story, and realized that my shoulders were hunched up by my ears, my feet were drawn way back under the seat, my neck tense to the point of hurting.Liz closed her eyelids, blocking out the report from Minerva Origins. She became aware stinging eyes, of hunched shoulders, feet pulled all the way back under her chair, neck tight.
Liz is not me, but she also is me.
--Annie