I failed at my first attempt at NaNoWriMo. I failed miserably, in true Aly-fashion. An exciting idea was met with an initial burst of energy and followed by a tailwind of neglect. I ain’t mad about it.
Continue reading “NaNoWriMo — 46 011 Words to Go”I learned the word “perseverate”. It means to keep doing something long after whatever caused it has stopped.
I also learned that emotions can be habitual. As in, we have feelings because we’ve developed a habit of feeling them. This one was a bit of a shocker to me. To think about it, it makes sense. But, when you haven’t thought about it, it’s a bit destabilizing when you learn it.
I’m constantly surprised by how much control I don’t have over myself because it feels right to think that we are in control of ourselves.
F— found the post-it note when she emptied her pockets before throwing her jeans in the hamper. “Who would make a note of the fact that they want to love someone?” she thought. “Maybe it wasn’t a reminder, maybe it was a note from one person to another, probably a woman to a man. No, it was from a man to a woman. Coward.”
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“Boy don’t you know you can’t escape me,” K— sang as she drove home from work. Singing along with Mariah Carey put her in a good mood after a tougher day at work. “And we’ll linger on, sime-tane-eous the feelin’ is strong….”
Continue reading “NaNoWriMo #4”“Why do I still miss her?” M— thought as he walked into his apartment. “She didn’t even like me.”
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It was so nice to go to the Art Gallery of Ontario tonight. It’s something that I’ve been missing for too long. I was anxious to get there, and I left feeling relaxed and satisfied.
Art is a powerful thing.
Continue reading “Visiting the AGO Again”I enjoyed reading Flowers for Algernon. I’ve copied out my favourite quotations from the book below. It’s funny how only a few lines can capture the sentiment of an entire novel, but those sentences would be meaningless without the unquoted others.
Continue reading “My Favourite Quotations from Flowers for Algernon “When F— got home after brunch, she made herself a cup of tea and sat on the armchair closest to the window of her living room. She sat sideways so she could look outside and watch people walking by. From the fifteenth floor, she could see enough detail to read peoples’ body language.
Continue reading “NaNoWriMo #2”I first heard about NaNoWriMo a good while ago. I paid little attention to it but have been reminded of it every November since then. I thought I might try to participate in some way this year.
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