writing life
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I’ve been on a literary kick. For the last month I’ve been reading and writing more than I have since starting college. I haven’t turned on my television in over a week, and I haven’t gone a single day without picking up a book or a pen. I feel like I did when I was
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I could write a book about writer’s block. I think this is a common feelings among writers. We have the ideas, but we can’t seem to find the motivation or the ability to translate those ideas to the page. Somehow, the mere act of sitting down to write or type causes all words to simply
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I was never a good poet. My brain seems hardwired for prose. I can write a beautiful sentence full of metaphor and irony, but any attempt to craft that into something short ultimately results in something cliche and insincere. Still, despite my shortcomings, I never stopped trying to write poems. I still enjoy the genre
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For those of you who are somehow unaware, last week was the United States Presidential election. To say that this election cycle was stressful would be an understatement. For many of us, the candidates were uninspiring at best, and the stuff of dystopian nightmares at worst. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, many
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It’s that time of year again. The time of year that all your writing friends annoy you with details about the novel they will write throughout the month of November. They may have spend all of October (aka Prep-tober) going over their writing schedule and outline, creating a calendar, and signing up for all sorts
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I take the half-filled journal from my bedside; The leather cover is warm in my hands. The broken spine falls open on the table, displaying parchment pages the color of sand. My quill tip pen is newly filled after several month of sparing use. It hovers over the empty pages as I await my writing
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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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I work in SEO and online marketing. For 40 hours a week, I eat, sleep, and breathe SEO strategy and analysis. I read article upon article about algorithms. I shift through hours of keyword charts, data pulls, and ranking systems. Half my life is dedicated to explaining to clients and co-worker’s alike where their SEO
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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
Bringing Mae Flowers 