A friend and I were talking the other day about our "literary crushes." These are people to whom we are attracted solely because of their writing. We desire nothing more than to be in his/her presence, drink coffee and talk writing. That's it, end of date. It goes no further than the coffeeshop. But yet we swoon with pleasure. Our heart skips a beat when we see them. And oh, if they actually talk to us, how magnificent! We want them to take us under their wings, to whisper sweet nothings about how we're the best, most talented writer they've ever discovered. They will show us the way. They will show us the light. They will make us see stars between the covers. Between book covers, that is.
I can't reveal my literary crush on this forum because what if he would see this!? But I can give a hint: He's a man, and he's in Blueroad.
Can anyone reveal theirs?
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