The house that raised me
a personal reflection on the life lesson I learned from my childhood home
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0Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
Wrizzit
For everything, down to the scribbles.
flowers grow stronger with rain, and like the trees in a storm, i will sway but not break
I was one who always lamented and self-flagellated about not being able to finish a novel (or in my case novel-length). Could get into short novella territory, but once entering the 50K range... no. So I tended to avoid the short stuff, because, you know, a writer is supposed to write novels. But I gotta say, I'm really liking this focus on the short stuff. The reading and the doing. What if all the self-castigation was never warranted because what if the short stuff is the future anyway? Or why not just let go of the belief in needing to write a novel and happily immerse in flash & micro?
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really craving a wrap with lettuce, colby jack cheese, some tomatoes, and chicken salad
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flowers grow stronger with rain, and like the trees in a storm, i will sway but not break
The house that raised me
a personal reflection on the life lesson I learned from my childhood home
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I am panicking at the impending pretend deadline I have given myself. I’ve published something a little more than every two weeks this year, but unfortunately the complicates I had with Ghost in the Garden have eaten up all of my cushion of time. ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ *sadness mouse
Was re-reading this one and wanted to re-share🫠 "Even though I know the flowers may die, Still, I will love them, even when they're no longer beautiful in my eyes"
I Don't Like Receiving Flowers
Foox🎵Looking for something to write, doodah~ doodah~ 🎵Well, I'll look for something to write All the doodah day~ 🎵Even though my mind's not bright doodah~ doodah~ 🎵Still, my urge to write will fight All the doodah day~ 🎵All the doodah day~ All the doodah day~ My mind tells me to go and write All the doodah day~
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I am Sorry, Emu
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