The End is the Beginning is the End

Or ‘An Open Letter to Myself’

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To You, As it May Concern:

We’re wrapping up Act Two of the Bootcamp and nearing the curtain call for Camp NaNo.

While I did not leap tall buildings in a single or even a dozen bounds, there was progress to be made and made it I did.

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Consider Your Search History

Or ‘You Know You’re a Writer When…’

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Greetings and salutations, fellow scribes of the world!

A lil’ taste of what my pal Google has contributed to my edification:

– square foot gardening (more on this later)

– fairies and their weaknesses

– DNA collection at Death Scenes

– Human diseases and conditions

– Arthurian legends

– Shakespeare’s true identity

– Leonardo da Vinci’s drug use

 

Seems harmless enough, no?

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By George, I think I’ve got it!

Or ‘Progress is spelled C-H-U-G-G-A  C-H-U-G-G-A  C-H-O-O  C-H-O-O’

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I don’t know this George, or what he has to do with anything I’ve done lately, but I’m calling it a win.

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If I Had a Hammer…

Or ‘How I Spent the last 144hrs’

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So, I built a bed yesterday.

And other things.

Oh, the unpacking. That, too.

How in the frakkenshnoiders did I ever accumulate so much stuff? I may have mentioned The Sisterhood calling me out as an ’emotional hoarder’ and I can’t say I disagree with her. But as a Disney character declared–and many people have sung since–I really needed to let it go!

The purge, though slower than watching a pot boil, has proven successful. I think I shall continue in this forward momentum.

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The Lull Before the Lull

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Holiday lull.

What? That’s no lull.

I’m referring to the potential lull in blog posts. Even on this hump day before the holidays, I don’t have anything major to report. I’ll try to figure out how to schedule posts, but it’s quite likely that I won’t have another post up until after Christmas. While I’m away, I won’t have internet, but I’ll keep writing. Fingers, toes, and wifi crossed. 🙂

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