The Click – A Little Prose #2

Everything feels wrong at first for someone as neurotic as me, but I have learned to have patience for the click.  The click from uneasy to sure, from stranger to acquaintance, from murkiness to clarity. It’s coming, just gotta wait for it.

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Reaching – A Little Prose #1

I look around and think, who are these people? Is this what I am? Am I different? Is that better? Should I drown every part of me that’s confused and uncomfortable, and feels that there’s more than this? Of course not.

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I Got What I Wanted, Now What?

I got a new job! The kind of job I’ve been wanting since I graduated from college almost three years ago. No contact with the general public, nice coworkers, my own desk, and plenty of work! New Job, Week 1, Tuesday I’m incredibly nervous because I have so much to learn about my job, and…

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Getting to the Good Part

I love painting. I hate drawing. In addition to writing, making art is a calling of mine. This means I can’t stop doing it, even though I go through phases of thinking I’m horrible at it. I took most of the art classes offered at my high school, I went to art college for a…

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Rejection Part 3: Actually Getting Over It

I wrote about rejection (twice) as if I dealt with it well. I didn’t. My self-esteem has been in the absolute toilet since July. I sat down and wrote for my book for the first time in a long time on Thursday. My thoughts were bleak as I began to type: This is stupid, terrible…

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The Subtly of Progress

I’m impatient. You’re impatient. We want to start doing something and immediately have it be the best thing that’s ever been done, no matter how firmly the logical parts of our brains tell us that isn’t going to happen. I looked up one day and I had written 20 blog posts. I looked up one…

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Lowering My Expectations

When I decided to write Dark House (the working title of my book), I had some big plans. Some big, ridiculous plans. The first draft was supposed to be done by August 1st, giving me about four months to write it. That date has come and gone and I’m a little under halfway done with…

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I Used to Hate Writing

When I was in school, writing was something that I was “good” at. My parents, teachers, and peers complimented my ability to string coherent sentences together. But I didn’t like writing. It was a chore, albeit one that came easily to me. I knew how to figure out what each teacher was looking for and…

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Rejection: Part 2

I’ve been gone (again), because I applied for another job I really wanted (again), had a good interview (again), and got rejected (again). Why do I stop writing when I’m stressed?! Why do I stop doing the one thing that makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something worthwhile? Even though I’ve stopped writing for my…

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Ditch Your Outline

I started working on my novel again yesterday after a two week hiatus. It took me two whole weeks to figure out what was holding me back. I didn’t want to write what I had planned in my outline. The next section was supposed to be a little different than the previous chapters. I was…

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