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Category Archives: Grateful

Accepting I’m a writer, finally: It only took about 20 years…

♦ February 26, 2018 ♦ Leave a comment

Have you ever felt as if writing weren’t a real job? That saying you’re a writer is kind of fanciful, and even selfish? I absolutely have! It’s really ironic because I started reading when I was four and devoured as many books as I could from that time on. I mean I LOVE to read. …

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How fear can stall your writing: And how to get back on track, one page at a time

♦ February 22, 2018 ♦ 2 Comments

A never-ending novel Before I started working on my book again, I thought it would take me forever to finally finish it. I felt as if I were standing at the bottom of a really high mountain looking up, and had a long trek to get up there. The tip of the mountain was even …

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Today’s a perfect writing day: It’s overcast and raining

♦ February 21, 2018 ♦ Leave a comment

There are definitely days where I find it easier to go into my office, close the door and write. I don’t feel as if I’m missing anything, well at least not much. For me, the beautiful sunny days of the summer are the hardest to work on. I can take my laptop outside and work …

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Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life

♦ February 14, 2018 ♦ Leave a comment

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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Back to writing: Why are my characters being rebellious? They’re just fictional, right?!

♦ February 10, 2018 ♦ Leave a comment

I read through the first draft of my novel. I have 68 pages done and about 40 more to come I think. I’m beginning the most intricate part of my novel, the ending. When it all comes together. Or when the shit hits the fan depending on how you want to look at it. As …

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Expressing our inner questions: Writing and reading as therapy

♦ January 23, 2018 ♦ Leave a comment

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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