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The Solitude
Growing up, I was an extrovert to the max. I loved going outside and wandering for hours. It was horrible moving to a city that had literally no sidewalks, and no real concept of pedestrian kindness. How on earth could you build an entire city that looks as lovely as the one I live in and not consider sidewalks, trollies, and buses; is beyond me. Still, my love for the outdoors and book prevailed. Essentially when we first moved to this town, we had to stay some ways down the street from the mall. Which, for me, didn’t mean much because my mother wasn’t blowing green leaves. So! Instead…
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How becoming a writer has changed me
My weekend was long. Oddly enough I expected to spend my weekend as I usually do. In my house with books, food and a thick list of Anime shows to catch up on. Instead, I spent it going to BBQs and a baby shower. Now, normally such activities wouldn’t have been new for me, but I couldn’t help feeling drained. How does this matter? Well, usually I have to answer this question, “What has changed about your life, now that you are a writer?” One of the three things that have changed, is the constant desire to go somewhere. Every time I’m out I can’t help…
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Let’s play a game…
I figured a good post would be one about how I embarrassed myself in front of the entire student body. I don’t know why, but I am in the mood to laugh. Let’s make it a game, tell me which parts you think are true and which parts are creative license, let’s go. So, picture this, it’s my sophomore year and I am NOT the most popular person in the world. More like the person, people remember because of this or that awkward situation. (I had plenty in high school). So, anyway I was feeling myself this day because we’d not only killed it in choir practice, but…
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The Beginning…
Welcome to my site. I think a welcome from your friendly #DarkMuse and your roaming #Owl is in order before anything else. I have been writing forever, but when it comes to writing about myself… I can be like a ghost. Seriously, it’s like I have this weird ability to find my own life less than amusing, only to suddenly remember the awkward yet humorous events that occur to me and my family. Like the time my middle sister indulged in a dark chocolate cupcake. This cupcake was so chocolatey with chocolate crumbles, and a chocolate glaze. A dietitian’s worse nightmare, so my middle sister devoured…