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Damn Fine Sentence #14

Dawn Downey
2 min readFeb 12, 2023


Frequently while I’m reading, a sentence grabs me and forces me to stop. I pay tribute to other authors by sharing their Damn Fine Sentences. Then I recount a memory the words bring up for me. It’s about how books connect with your life.

“His mind is making the pointless scribbles of a pen that has run out of ink.”
— — — Andrew Sean Greer
— — — Less is Lost

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the gray sky.

The morning sun usually poured in through the bedroom window. Today, clouds and drizzle. Even though I was wide awake, I stayed in bed, pulled the covers up to my chin, and stared out the window. I thought I really should get up — I have to go to the post office and the car wash. Answer that text. I’ll never sell enough books. Chiropractor. When can I get my hair done? Gotta fill out that magazine form. Shoot, I need to call about my IRA. 9:00, write. I shouldn’t have scheduled Zoom readings every month. Need to read the email from the bookstore. Probably about doing a signing, so, good news. But, what to read? I should get my make-up done for it. A new outfit … January sales.

The second thing I noticed was the whole time I lay there staring out the window, I was living inside my mind, instead of inside my life.