Month: January 2015

Writing Means…

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Writing Means Writing truly means different things to different people. As I approach my 28th year as a writer, which feels like “just yesterday”, I find myself very introspective about the beginning, middle, and present day. It’s hard to believe I was ever this quiet, small, shy, introverted child that wasn’t highly talkative. I only … Continue reading Writing Means…

Am I Wearing A Sign?

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I am thisclose (that is not a typo) to killing one of my clients. If you feel like someone is professionally giving you the runaround, it's probably because they are. Though I suspect, some people are truly stupider than one can give them credit for. There aren't enough "LOLs" in the world to mask the … Continue reading Am I Wearing A Sign?

Do Not Confuse…

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I think it's really important to listen to others and hear them, even if the subject matter makes you uncomfortable. I don't like to denounce someone's feelings, even if I disagree with their perspective. People say that words aren't harmful, but they can be and it's important to acknowledge that even the simplest way of … Continue reading Do Not Confuse…