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What writing about myself has taught me about who I am—and why it’s time to stop

Everything important takes effort and our lives are enriched when we take on challenges

Illustration: Kate Hazell

I’ve just finished a book! Writing one, that is. I finish reading a book several times a week and often wonder as I turn the last page how much authorial time, blood, sweat and tears went into creating the object that has taken me a mere two or three hours to consume. That’s the magic of it, that the effort should be invisible. A book should read as though the words flowed seamlessly from the pen to the page, but the reality…

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