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Maybe blogging isn’t dead. At least, not yet.
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I can’t stay asleep. I can’t tell if it’s the dreams, my allergies, or my anxiety that have been causing me to wake in the middle of the night, or if it’s a potent combination of all of the above. The truth is, I think we are all having some anxiety about what is happening
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I’ve never been more happy to be an introvert. After living my entire life in a society that places value on extroversion and social interaction, I have finally found an advantage for my natural introversion. Don’t get me wrong, I do like people as a whole; I’m not anti-social, I just have to do those
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I recently discovered that I am a demiromantic. This was a mind blowing discovery, as I didn’t know there was a word for the way I experience attraction. After my last break-up I found that I was having a difficult time feeling romantic attraction towards people. Everything would be fine on paper, but I just
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Why isn’t Leap Year a bigger holiday? If you think about it, Leap Year is the most unique of our standard holiday line up. Every other major holiday: Christmas, New Year’s, Valentine’s day, and Halloween, are annual events. They come around with great fan-fare every year. Leap Year only occurs every 4 years, and yet
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I don’t consider myself a poet. I used to write a lot of sub-par poetry in high school and in the early years of college, but I grew out of the habit. It wasn’t a loss, more of transition. The style of writing most natural to me is prose, so I focused more on that
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If you are anything like me, around this time of your you hit a rut. Part of it is the end of the holiday season and the return to the working grind. Another part of it is the cold, dreary weather. A final part is my constant companion, depression. Most people, especially those who live
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I love my single life- let me be clear about that. I love my big, beautiful apartment that stays clean because I am only cleaning up after me and my cat. I love that my weekly groceries will only be eaten by me, so I never have to worry about someone else eating my last
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So I failed NaNoWriMo. I could have written 50,000 words, but I didn’t. I could have written everyday in the month of November, but I didn’t. I could have finished my novel, but I didn’t. I could be upset about my failure, but I’m not. The thing is, I did so much more this month
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If you haven’t already guessed, I have decided to participate in NaNoWriMo this year. Yes, I am aware that it is cliche, and no that is not going to stop me. This is something I decided I have to do. What Is It? Pretty much anyone who has taken an elective writing class knows about
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I hate editing. I am going to be upfront and honest about that. I hate re-revisiting my work and I hate the long and tedious process of editing. I know it is important, but I hate doing it. I also know that I am in the majority of the writing community. We know that all
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