It had all been fake, a choreographed event, but they could not escape the dread that rattled inside their chests. It was a testament to their proficiency and talent as artists. They had affected themselves with the authenticity of the moment.
Kevin WilsonI don't know what I'm saying, really, but I guess it's like having a kid, though I don't have any kids. It's yours, you made it, and no matter what happens, you have that pride of ownership. You love it, even it it didn't amount to much.
Kevin WilsonBuster closed his eyes, held his breath, and, before he realized that the gun had been fired, a gust of heat and wind passed over him and deconstructed the beer can atop his head, the sound of something irrevocably giving up its shape and becoming, in an instant, something new.
Kevin WilsonWhen she called her brother, Buster said that she should climb out the window of the bathroom and run away, which was his solution to most problems.
Kevin WilsonChildren are not guaranteed the luxuries of family, Ms. Wells," he said. "If people are unable to exist within the parameters that have been created for them, they lose any claim to titles like son and daughter.
Kevin WilsonAnnie, no stranger to disappointment, felt the hope break down inside her body and disperse without any lingering effects.
Kevin WilsonThese weird thoughts come into my head, and I don't even really want to think about it, but I can't let go of it until I take it as far as I can, until I reach some kind of ending, and then I can move on. That's what writing is like for me.
Kevin WilsonAnnie took another sip of the vodka, letting the alcohol seep through her system, turning bad ideas into good ones.
Kevin WilsonWhat you'll find, I think, is that the things you most want to avoid are the things that make you feel the greatest when you actually do them.
Kevin WilsonYou are very sweet," she told him after a year of dating, as they shared dessert at a restaurant, "but it's like your family trained you to react to the world in a way that was so specific to their art that you don't know how to interact with people in the real world. You act like every conversation is just a buildup to something awful.
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