Tag: Writing


  • In which I want to do the thing

    I want to write a blog post and I feel like I mostly just want to word vomit, but I actually want to express some things, but I don’t even know where to start or where I even want to go.  First sentence is already a mess.  Let’s meander, then, I guess.  Maybe mosey?  I’m

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  • In which I was mildly productive

    I’ve been trying to keep my tiny scattered things a touch less scattered, but I am a constant mess, so there’s that.  All the same, I’ve collected a few new ones here again.  Have at them. Today is the bit where we trudge through the adventure.  I’ve forgotten my tea ball.  Definitely a trudging bit

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  • Post All Hallow’s Read (woops) 

    I have a single tiny completed thing that I actually just completely failed to post as an All Hallow’s Read gift.  (And three halfway things, but that’s neither here nor there.) Welp, soooo– tada! Belated happy Halloween! Hope everyone was safe as can be! Love and adventure to all of you!  Boo This is my

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  • It’s not NaNoWriMo, but oof!

    At the very least a year has not passed since last I posted!  So there’s that.  I’ll take the win, even if it’s tiny. Just a super quick update to motivate me to keep going.  I’m writing for All Hallow’s Read, again!  I mean, once again, I’m writing at the last minute, but I’m blitzing

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  • Vegetables aside (fruits, whatever)

    Once again, it’s been a while.  The world is happening and it’s all the awful things they swore to us as children would never, ever, not in a million years happen (again/ more than already).  I won’t list them.  There are too many and it hurts.  Things I’m trying to remember: I don’t need to

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  • In which there is not enough tea

    I know I swear up and down every time I will update more than once a year, and I’m inclined to do it again, but we all know the probability.  I won’t say.  Please don’t you say it, either. A lot of things are happening in the world, as things do, but it’s like they’re

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  • From a hotel, with love

    I finished things!  I FINISHED THINGS!  It’s been so uncommon for me to actually bring a story to an end in the last– well, you can look back at the posts.  I’m belatedly going a little bit into shock over this.  They’ve been done for a few days now.  Everything has been so bananas, though.  Whole

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  • Stuck, floundering– I wrote a tiny thing

    So it’s been a while. (Apparently, yes, all my blog posts will start this way now.)  The wordpress swears it’s been 9 months.  I could have grown a baby in that time.  I did not.  There is not a baby.  Except I wrote something that is longer than a line for the first time in a while.

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  • In which my brain is a jerk. It happens.

    I’ve been neglecting the blog again. (Are all my blog posts going to start like this from now on?) I’ve been neglecting writing in general. I’ve been neglecting everything, maybe. Being sick (nothing serious, probably just a bug), especially when you’re not sure what did it, apparently makes me disgustingly introspective. James brought me chicken

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  • A pulse! Evidence of life!

    I’m not!  I’m not ignoring my blog again!  Not for another year!  Things have simply been a bit unorganized with my husband and me taking turns to be sick and then holidays and so on.  I have a bit more of Beasts, but I don’t have it quite to a point where I feel alright

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