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For a long time, I held this belief that I could not write each day. I could not get myself to sit in front of a computer, and type. I mean, there was no time. Having a day job meant, not having the time one has by default otherwise. Having
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There is this weird state that I am in, right now. I think, I have overdone, overstayed my welcome rest, respite, from writing, and everything else. I had managed to finish the first draft, a couple of weeks back. I wrote about it. It was after all an event quite
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If you asked me to describe the week that went by in a single word, I would say, ‘awesome’. But then, I use that word a little more often than oft needed. So, there’s that. But the week that went by, was pure joy for me, or rather, more
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I had thought of exactly three different ways to start this post, before ditching them all to go with this one, which now that I look back at it, is kind of not so awesome. In the last post, I talked of goals, about how they might have a possible
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Something happened yesterday. Something interesting. But before I tell you what that thing was.., like always, here’s a little back story. I was drained, as I got home yesterday. Most of the day was spent outside, at an amusement park, in the lovely company of my little sister, and
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When I had begun here originally, I had imagined this to be a place where I would talk mostly about writing, and then, as an add-on, a little bit of other stuff. I mean all you have to do is hover the mouse pointer over the blog menu, and you
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I’ve had muses.. now and before. I’ve had muses. That thing, which held my hand, And walked me through a story, Or a poem I wrote, later. That thing, which was actually A person. Or so I thought. But then the person left. My muse however, did not.
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I reached a milestone with my last post here. It was my fiftieth post on this blog, and I felt I had to write about that; to commensurate it. It is important after all, to celebrate the big, and the small. Fifty is not that big a number if you
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Okay, so I messed up this weekend. See, it was my birthday, and a couple of other things, which left me with little to no time to write something. I know that I should have planned ahead, but that’s not me. And that is bad, evidently, as I have
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It was easier this time around; thinking about the thing to write about this week. It happened naturally enough; you see I had just finished writing the eleventh chapter. And so, it was quite clear that I was going back to writing about writing. Also, I’m using a lot
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If I decided to list out all the times I have taken a break from blogging, and started linking them out here, then in addition to it being a pretty long list, it would also be a fairly time-consuming and boring task. And time, and attention are too things, I
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There are some books, which when you’ve finished reading, make you want to write all that much more! They remind why is it exactly that you are doing what you are doing! Writing books, is not a pleasant process! Fahrenheit 451 was one such book. It was art. It