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2023-02-16 But what does “real life” look like?…
It’s the middle of the month. I’m still lamenting being home from our big vacation and trying to keep things well balanced. There’s a let down, you know, when something wonderful is over and the best way to combat that is planning the next vacation. 😂 I’m thinking of several actually and daydreaming is nice. …
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2022-12-31 But First…
I’m in Nebraska City trying to draw up water from the well of color. I’m drawn in too many different directions to see the end of anything. Yet the end draws near anyhow. It’s December 31st and the last day of the year. Not significant for anything except a smoldering desire to reflect back on…
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2022-12-13 Stopping to Smell the Roses… 🌹🌹🌹
Yesterday I was thinking about recapping my year in order to gain a more positive perspective on life. In some way use it to (hopefully) improve my mood. And as I dig back into revising and submitting my creative writing to potential publishersthis month 🍂 (which I’ve done really well on so far).. I’d like…
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Protected: 2022-12-09 The Wait is Over 🎉
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Protected: 2022-12-07 A Kind of Waiting Game…
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2022-12-03 New Leaf #2 🍂
Leaf number 2: Personal Poetic Pursuits 🍂 I put a great deal of time and mental energy into TGLR. My little literary passion project that’s neither little nor just mine. Our team now has over 20 people and the whole organization, process, and published journal rely on me to hold up my end of the…
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2022-10-17 Much Ado in Mid October
It’s been a while again. I can’t say much has changed but let’s recap anyhow for the one or two random strangers who might be reading for the first time… My writing is in the dumpster. My self-worth hangs daily, by a thin, thin thread. I’m not excited about much and the act of doing…
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2022-09-15 Sometimes When It Rains, It Pours
Sometimes it’s all dried up, and there’s nothing to say. And sometimes, even though my creative writing is non-existent, the other words are just begging to come out. I guess you could call this post a continuation of the one I finished yesterday. When I was done writing, I believed I had said all I…
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