I remember years ago picking up The Artist's Way. I never finished it - those three page morning pages just weren't something I could do - but I still remember the instruction to write *anything* - flow of thought, if you must, or a grocery list, but for god's sake, *write*.
So, let's see... 21 words (counting the xx, which I do). You have officially posted for the day.
I do hope the pain you were suffering a couple days ago has gone away, by the way.
I married a Big Irish Man (the Bim) in 2003. Our most beautiful daughter (Anna-mouse) was born in 2004. The Bim moved out in March 2009. I write, I teach, I act. I have no idea who I'm going to be now.
Luckily, given the overwhelming number of reasons to go for something stronger in the last couple of years, blogging continues to be my drug of choice.
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I remember years ago picking up The Artist's Way. I never finished it - those three page morning pages just weren't something I could do - but I still remember the instruction to write *anything* - flow of thought, if you must, or a grocery list, but for god's sake, *write*.
So, let's see... 21 words (counting the xx, which I do). You have officially posted for the day.
I do hope the pain you were suffering a couple days ago has gone away, by the way.
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