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Maybe blogging isn’t dead. At least, not yet.
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It’s a book-shop kind of Sunday. Quiet chatter, and whirling grinders tickle my ears. The smell of coffee and books float through the air with each long, slow breathe. I camp out at a small table with a hot tea latte, a muffin, and my little laptop. The window to my right displays a cool
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I have drafts and plots for stories I want to write. They sit in their queue, waiting for me to pick them up, dust them off, and finish them. I have dreams for fairy tales, speculative fiction, suspense, and romance, all half-written with a clear road-map- but I can’t bring myself to take the final
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When I was 19 I went on a date. It was clear early to me early on that I wasn’t interested in him romantically, and I made that clear. He said he understood and that he was okay with being friends. For the last 9 years he’s been an occasional brunch buddy, conversation partner, and
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“If” can be a dangerous word. When we use it looking forward, it’s about risks, possibilities, and potential. We may wonder what life would look like if we moved to the city, or if we take that trip, or if we ask out that person. Thinking about what could be is how we make the
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I had a bad reaction to my antidepressants. As a teenager I tried Lexapro. Just this year I tried Zoloft. Both drugs are SSRIs, meant to increase Serotonin (the happy chemical) in the brain. Both times I took the smallest dosages possible, and both times I suffered from “Serotonin Syndrome”- a series of side effects
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Am I demiromantic, or just afraid of love? This is a fair question that I spend several therapy sessions mulling over. It’s true that I have a lot of trauma surrounding love and relationships. Those traumas come both from watching my mother’s abusive marriage in childhood, and from my own toxic relationships in my teen
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I read a lot of cozy mysteries on vacation last week. Don’t ask me how murder mysteries can be so charming and relaxing, but they are. Cozy series tend to follow a set formula: a single woman in her mid-20s to 30’s, owns a successful small business in a small town. Despite the small size
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If you asked me 5 years ago, I would have said I wasn’t creative. There were many reasons why I felt that way, but they all simmered down to 1 thing: I didn’t feel like I deserved to do so. It is an unspoken rule that the title of “Creative” is something that must be
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I still have my old ipod Classic. Though made redundant by smart phones, once upon a time this dense device was the pride of my early adulthood. I bought it my senior year of high school, with the earnings from my first job. I filled that thing with as much music as I could find,
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The weekend before last was our first taste of “Fools Spring”. The temperature finally peaked above 40 degrees, so shed my heavy coat and gloves for a Saturday on the town with my sister and nephew. The sun was shinning, birds were singing, the roads were free from snow and slush- but it was all
Bringing Mae Flowers 