One of the things that bugs me about "murder your darlings" is that it assumes affection MUST be irrational. You couldn't possibly like, much less love, a line or a moment because it displays in microcosm the whole emotional thrust of the piece. No, you like it for some squishy, possibly estrogen-related reasons, and you should shoot those in the head. It's like an aesthetic doctrine of Total Depravity.
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Date: 2015-03-10 11:10 pm (UTC)From: