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If You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit

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Brenda Ueland
Brenda Ueland

Brenda Ueland was an American journalist and writer, born on October 24, 1891, and died on March 5, 1985. She is known for her unique writing style and profound insights into writing, particularly for her book 'How to Write'. more

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