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First lines of the novel, "Tear-Stained Pine," that I partied too hard to write tonight:
"William Faulkner understood that the South is full of ghosts. Marcella sat in the swing on her porch — a plantation-style wraparound pine-plank porch — reading "Light In August," dying. The familiar smell of lilac bushes perfumed the late-summer air; magnolias bloomed behind her.
Marcella could tell you a thing or two about ghosts. She had been haunted her whole life. As summer yielded to autumn, in that very moment, Marcella wondered what kind of ghost she was going to make. And she feared she'd NEVER make it out of Mississippi."
— Damien Willis
January 16, 2014
