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Checking In Post-Procedure

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Hello, everyone. Nothing major to report. I should be okay-ish in about 2-4 weeks. I had a minor in-office procedure done this afternoon and practically ran out of the building screaming because, sick people. If you're sick, please stay home. Running to a hospital attached medical building might not be the smartest decision. I was … Continue reading Checking In Post-Procedure

Tools of The Trade

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Being without my laptop has been trying these past few weeks. I'm SO READY to be writing and creating, and I hate being stalled. Poor thing is a very expensive paperweight at the moment. 😔 I don't want my creativity to dry up or meltdown. If anything, it's ramped up considerably. Talk about frustrating! I … Continue reading Tools of The Trade

Doubting Myself

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All writers have moments when they feel unprepared. Me? On occasion I will say “I wish I were talented.” or “I can’t write this.” In other words, even the best of us have bad days. Or weeks. We all have a little doubt, or we’d be completely full of crap. I hold it in really … Continue reading Doubting Myself

How To Be A Client An Editor Wants To Work With

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Author's Note: These are all true experiences. I will never name names, but I'm not going to filter my honesty either. If something I say here offends you, then you probably don't want to be a writer.  Not every client I work with is a breeze, but a small percentage are truly fabulous (One I … Continue reading How To Be A Client An Editor Wants To Work With

Mid-Week Musings

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"This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." -William Shakespeare I am … Continue reading Mid-Week Musings