Category: Writing

I’m anxious in my thoughts. I don’t know where to turn. I only know north is up. It should be up, but my compass tells me something different. I don’t know what to do with this. The fear sets in, the sheer panic, I am lost again. This time I don’t have a car to…

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Step after step, I will walk a long distance to get to where I need to go. The only problem is no one knows where I have been before this, and they need to know in order to propel myself forward. I never knew if I was going in the right direction. Some assistance would…

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Someone once told me that you should pick up after yourself, even at the workplace, especially at the workplace because then people will think you are a major slob and will spread rumors about you. I wish that was the case, someone got their comeuppance, when I heard a story about ants when I was…

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There were spots on the doors I couldn’t see earlier. I had come into this particular room, full of black and white photographs hung on the walls in asymmetrical order. When I first came into this room with black walls facing one direction and white walls facing another direction, I didn’t know at the time…

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I don’t know about you, as a writer, but I love to start new stories about three to four pages in and then it sort of sits there. I’m struggling still with my second novel idea. I quit working on my third novel idea. I got inspiration from a few books I’m sporadically reading and…

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