Tag: Writing
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Good-bye, I’ll Miss You
Good-bye, I’ll miss you, you old nagging inner critic who is always waiting to contradict my new ideas. Why do you have such an open-trunk full of “what-ifs” and negative talk and a memory of an elephant for the things that went wrong in the past? You are not omnipotent or all-knowing. Who are you…
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Road Trip and Writing Class
I returned from a great road trip with my dear friend who moved from Seattle to Arizona. After the Eagles concert Brad wrote about last week, I hunkered down to write my first writing assignment for my first writing class that took place yesterday. I chose to write about the road trip. There were six…
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Nothing
I got nothing. Nothing to write about. I have lists of ideas but I don’t feel like writing about any of them. I started writing a piece for a project I’m working on about an event that took place in 8th grade which in my experience was pretty much the suckiest year of living. I…
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My Royal Red Gloves
Purchased on a whim, at a boutique nearby, their beauty and color captivated my eye. It was during my February “surround thyself with reds and pinks” days. A petite plaid-design of multiple shades of reds with accents of muted black going one way, gold the other, and a softer material of deep burgundy on the…
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Why I Blog
I write because I don’t know what I think until I read what I say. Flannery O’Connor I usually don’t have trouble figuring out what to write about. Many times I start out writing about one thing and it morphs into something else and I go with it because it also seems valid and something…
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