My writing partner and I used to finish each other's sentences but now we're constantly editing each other's work into something completely different and every draft feels like it's being pulled in two directions. We can't tell if we're refining something or slowly destroying it.
More people experience this than they realize.
The very complementarity that once generated creative energy has become a source of mutual cancellation.
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