You write and research. You edit and slave. Then come to find that someone has written on the same idea as you. Better than you, maybe. Should you burn your manuscripts, stow away your creativity and go back to punching the digital time clock? If you think it will help, sure. Should you instead smile, admire and appreciate? Again, if you think it will help.
Perhaps instead you should build an ark and wait for rain. I can hear the whispers coming from inbetween your walls already. Listen carefully... very carefully and you can hear them too. They're giving you measurements, plans, instructions on escape. Do not concern yourself with the others. They are all deserving of this new kind of slaughter.
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