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Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life

Journalling through my life I have been writing a journal for over 35 years. I began as a young girl as a way to express feelings I couldn’t any other way. And also feelings I couldn’t understand. I didn’t have a safe person close to me that I could confide in. And even though my …

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Expressing our inner questions: Writing and reading as therapy

Writing was something I started as a very young girl. I could read when I was four and my earliest journals started after my best friend was killed in a fire when I was five, he was only six. That was not something I could make sense of. I wrote from the age of five …

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The hot and cold of novel writing: Is it writer’s block or inner growth?

I have written about 80% of my first draft. And then stopped. I’m not sure why. My characters are moving through my head, and sometimes I even hear them speaking to me, but for a few months now I haven’t worked on my novel. And it’s been in the works–from scene weave to first draft–for …

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Use your voice and your word: You’re more powerful than you know

The speech that Oprah made at the Golden Globes was so very important. Not only for young girls watching the show, but for everyone who has ever been victimized in any way. She is an amazing speaker, and respected by many because of her outstanding accomplishments and her unending search for the truth. And coming …

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Using plain language in self-help writing connects writers with their readers

Sometimes when I read self-help books, I have trouble with the language the writers have used to express their ideas. I’m a writer who is firmly in the simple language camp, and I’m not impressed when writers use flowery language or three-dollar words (as my mother calls them) to sound as if they “know” more …

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Writing touches people: Because I’m a woman and because I can

I feel as if I’m staying in a hotel or at the spa, and I realize that’s the only time I’ve been alone on purpose before. To recharge. But instead I’m at home, surrounded by my things and animals. Feeling, as I watch the planes fly past my living room window on their way to …

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