“More Dialog!” he shouted. “Extrinsic vs Intrinsic!”

As I mentioned yesterday, I *love* dialog. It’s probably the best part of writing for me. But  it is also something very delicate. Like origami birds, or those really flimsy urine sample cups that you are certain will fall apart as you bring them to the desk. 

Yes, I just compared dialog to a urine sample. Deal with it.

Dialog is like a urine sample. Christ, I should write for Hallmark.

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