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Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life

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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… Continue reading Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life

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

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

Writing in a cafe: Freelancing perks

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I’m going to go edit in a cafe today. When I have paper edits to do, I like sitting and sipping my tea and working. There’s a nice cafe that I went into yesterday for the first time (good chocolate cake!), I’ll give it a try today. It’s conducive to serious thought with interesting interruptions… Continue reading Writing in a cafe: Freelancing perks