Tag: Writing
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October 4, 2023
When we were growing up, my dad had a section of the basement cordoned off with a brown curtain. My sister and I were not allowed there. Nothing nefarious was taking place – my dad used to have a side-hustle repairing electronics.
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September 10, 2023
I’ve been aware that I’ve been having dreams lately, not like Martin Luther King, but while I’m sleeping, and I don’t like it. I can’t remember most of them, which is frustrating in itself, but I woke up pissed off about something that happened in my dream, and I can’t remember what it was.
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July 21, 2023
The 3D printer is awesome. The rabbit turned out pretty nicely. It’s amazing to me that this sort of technology exists. The ideas that I have for what I’d like to print with it keep coming to me in a steady wave. I haven’t written any of them down. Today, though, something else is on…
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July 15, 2023
One-hundred-day streak. That’s pretty good. A few years ago, I set myself the goal of writing three hundred blog posts in a year. I think I wrote ninety-odd. I went in hot, thinking I would be able to make every day meaningful. It didn’t work.
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June 29, 2023
This morning, I was thinking about whether or not there is a thread running through these daily blog posts. I was thinking about using these posts to write a story, maybe even a novella. Working on something longer and more in depth feels like a good idea. It’s been something I’ve wanted to do for…
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June 2, 2023
I started working on a 6-board chest today. I’ve been wanting to complete a project in the book I got for my birthday for a little while, so I went and bought some wood today. I’m very curious to see how it turns out.
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May 20, 2023
What limits should be placed on the things we write? Are there lines we shouldn’t cross? Should we attempt to breach certain conventions? Whose opinion and/or feelings is it okay to ignore?
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May 7, 2023
I wonder what it would take to put together a collection of essays. Several years back, I started working on a project I called “A Collection of Recollections”. I’m not when exactly but I just stopped working on it. The binder full of type-written pages is still on my bookshelf but I haven’t opened it…
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April 7, 2023
I don’t like being this tired. I’m not quite sure why I’m feeling this exhausted but not being willing to force myself up off the couch is annoying. I’ve basically slept through the first day of a four-day weekend. There’s still three days left, I suppose. I want to be doing things with my free…
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April 1, 2023
When I’m writing my morning pages, Eloise usually joins me. She gets in my way, nibbles gnaws at my hand, and swats at my pen. Sometimes, she’ll spill the coffee as I’m raising the mug to my mouth. Lately, Genevieve has been joining in. She, too, is looking for some attention. Honestly, there aren’t many…