Tag: blog
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Happy 4/20 Day
To all my marijuana smoking friends (where it’s legal 😉) I really don’t have anything else to say on this matter. Here’s my pretty bathbomb (with no THC.) Happy days, Norma Rrae
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Happy Pi Day 3.14 The Most Irrational Thing
Like a writer! Or a writer that was born with the love for numbers like I was and still am. I admit my math skills aren’t as sharp as they used to be but I still add and multiple license plates when driving, I’m still the go to for all my children’s at home math…
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The Tenth Leap Day of my Life
I found a new hobby, because obviously I don’t have enough things I have to do (typed in the most sarcastic way possible.) This past year has taught me a lot about myself during this writer journey, and other unnamed life situations., but basically what I learnt is I that should have done some self…
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Disappearing Act
So I wrote this beautiful blog post about updating my writing room (or I should say creating my writing room) and after I hit submit it was like it went into no mans land for hours. And I don’t mean under drafts, or deleted. It just disappeared. Didn’t show under posted, or on my website,…
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What I learnt from my Sixth Book Market
I’m actually not sure if its my sixth market, I’d have to really look at the list and count but I know its more than 3 and less than 10 for sure, so rough guess, in the middle right,]- my 6th market. Or close enough, again, don’t wanna do the math. Used to love math.…
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Imitation, Limitation or Intuition
Sometimes I wonder, when I am introduced to a new author, a new musician or a new way of doing something, anything in this life from a friend, family member or YouTube influencer. Does it come from imitation, limitation or intuition. I recently was introduced to a new band that I fell in love with…
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My Brain- friend or foe
Fuck your mind. Yup, someone said that to me once. And not in a cool, “fuck your mind is amazing,” type of way. Nope, it was, “fuck your mind is just a mess.” I don’t deny this. I live in it, so take it from me, it is messy up there. But sometimes when it’s…
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But Who Shall I Write About?
Do I write about me, or do I write about you? Or the mysterious Mr. Blue? When you’re a writer, people close to you often think you are writing about them. And, well, in all honesty, sometimes I am. But, other times, the last thing I want to think about is that person. Friend or…
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