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Instead of Writing, v.3

A lot of things happen that I don’t intend. Or don’t happen that I do intend. I basically have no control over what happens around me, is what I’m saying. Let’s all take a moment to appreciate that I am responsible for the daily health and well-being of two small humans. Here’s a quick for-instance:…

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Self-Inflicted Sisyphus

The National Novel Writing Month site has a nifty little feature. You can enter you total word count at the end of each day, and it’ll graph your progress towards the 50k goal. It’ll even calculate your average words per day, your total written thus far, and how long it would take you to reach…

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Oh God, Oh God, We’re All Gonna Die?

I am not an adventurous sort of girl. Not in the physical sense. You’ll never catch me jumping out of a perfectly good airplane, or swimming with sharks, or snorting cocaine off the taut-skinned thigh of a deliciously gender-ambiguous citizen of Bangkok. Adrenaline is not counted among my cravings; it would look out of place on…

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Not Everyone Is Beautiful

Originally posted on Mindless Productivity:
Every two or three days, I see an article or blog post or forwarded inspirational quote about beauty. It’s usually something affirming like “You are beautiful, whether you know it or not.” “We are all beautiful.” “Everyone is beautiful to somebody.” It’s cheerful stuff. It builds the self-esteem, makes people…

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I’ve (never) Seen Your Face Before, My Friend

As a fiction writer, I most often find myself in the company of invisible people. I’d like to think that their existence depends on my attention, but that’s just not true. They go on living their unseen lives in the world between my ears quite regardless of me. Sometimes I gather together enough notes from…