I had a dream last night wherein I wrote an entire profile of some mysterious woman, and I actually thought about word usage and sentence structure. (Yeah, I was working in my dream. Usually fever dreams are way better than that.) It was funny because the writing style was actually my own except for the beginning, where I lead with "She was both delicate and stout." I'm pretty sure I've never used the word "stout" in my life. I mean, unless I was referring to a beer. And even then? Doubtful.
Tragically, the dream piece had no bearing on anything I'm actually writing now, so that was no help whatsoever. Except to clear up my feelings on the word "stout." Although now I want to find a way to work it in somewhere....
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