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How to write two words in three to twenty years.

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It is November 1st, 2019, and Scrivener is waiting, an empty document opened in the middle of my screen, ready to capture the first eighteen-hundredth fifty-three words of some story I am about to write for this year's NaNoWriMo. Got the receipts.It is also August 14th, 2022, and Ulysses…

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There goes another year

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So. Twenty-twenty-one. In many ways, this was a complex and challenging year. COVID remains as prevalent as it was the year before. My self-imposed quarantined continued, and for the second year in a row, I didn't get to see or get in touch as much as I wanted with the…

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Stations

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Sometimes you’re on the train. You see the world past by, and you watch yourself being reflected on the windows. You move around, and you travel, and things get done and you’re the done making them. You learn, and you grow, and even sometimes, you get some rest.…

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Steps

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You face the road daringly, for you know this journey will take a while; things will change, and move, and evolve. Perhaps, and sometimes you fear this, you won’t be the same when you’re through it. And perhaps, and you fear this more, you won’t. And so,…

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Plans

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I don’t quite like plans. I never had much use for them. I had none when teachers asked me back at high school what I wanted to major in, or what college I’d be attending. Everybody knew. Everybody had been preparing for years now. I had no clue.…

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Perfection

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Some days are just perfect. They do not always start like that, usually not. But some do end that way. Perhaps it starts being too hot, or too cold. Maybe it started late, or even too early. And then something happens. The weather changes. It’s no longer too hot…

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Depression

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I’ve been living with depression since I was 13. It appeared one day, suddenly and totally unsuspectedly. Slowly, it managed to creep into my life. Gradually, and without being given much attention, it found a nest and decided to stick around. It took some time, some long time, but…

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We change

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We change ourselves by every path we take and every choice we left behind. I was six years old once. I still can remember that feeling. Everything around was new and scary, the sort of scary that is good and noble for it takes you from the unknown to the…