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It stood there, silver cold eyes piercing my own, just like every night before. Unwanted, unwelcome, unnerving. Why does it return, what does it want? Questions I didn’t want answered. Smoky tendrils licked the doorway, ebbing and flowing, never quite making their way into my room. But it wanted to, it longed to. I couldn’t…
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You’ve stumbled across my Field Notes, which means you either follow me on TikTok, or I’ve been blessed by SEO. I’m Mitch Steed and I’m currently writing my first novel. My Field Notes section is my daily/weekly musings over the process. There’ll be snippets of scenes, little tidbits on how my daily life has influenced…
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