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Unpublished Writer: May 2015
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Saturday, May 30, 2015. It feels like this story will never end, but finally I'm seeing the light at the end of this storm. Weeks of heavy and trying work have me physically and emotionally exhausted, and yet it's the high point of the last few months. I will miss our home. the memories, the yard, the view from our front door, but I will not miss this time. The contract is signed. The listing will go up in just over a week. I can hardly wait until it's all over. I've be...
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Unpublished Writer: December 2014
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Sunday, December 21, 2014. I don't know which stage of grief I'm at, but I've been stuck here from day one. No matter how many times I go over it in my head, I don't see this outcome. Let's go back. back to July or August. or even September. Let me redo it, see more clearly and change the ending. It's bad enough missing her. It's worse to think the feeling isn't mutual. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). WRITERS HELPING WRITERS™. Ginger Simpson's "Dishin' It Out".
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Unpublished Writer: February 2015
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Saturday, February 28, 2015. I think the uncertainty of our circumstances are throwing me off. Whenever I feel confident in moving forward, whether it's with writing or just living, the financial realities begin to overwhelm me and all else gets pushed aside. There isn't enough room in my head for life and creativity at the same time. Not now. Not the way things are. And yet. there's only me. Do or don't do. There is no try. Right? Someday. Maybe today. When I had less ...
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Unpublished Writer: Riding the wave
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Monday, June 22, 2015. Meanwhile, a friend has approached me about collaborating on a project. She has outlined a story that seems like a sure winner and although she doesn't see herself as a writer, I can see where her planning suggests otherwise. Hopefully after all this is done, I can help because this house and moving is all that I've managed to think about for months, and I'm ready for a break. Soon, thank God. Soon. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Unpublished Writer: August 2015
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Sunday, August 30, 2015. Much as I would like this chapter to be over, it's dragging out. I am grateful for everything I've learned this past year. It's been an experience, to say the least. And, even when it's over, it won't really be over. Where have I heard those words before? Lol - plagarism at its purest form. But it's true. Hopefully as the deadline passes, I will find more time. And hopefully, I will use it wisely and well. Monday, August 10, 2015. The house is s...
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Unpublished Writer: November 2014
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Sunday, November 2, 2014. Sometimes, there are no words:. Just a girl. My mom. My mom, the young wife and mother. My mom, the gramma years. Someday. Always. Thank you. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). WRITERS HELPING WRITERS™. Ginger Simpson's "Dishin' It Out". Because or in spite of – Writing is cheap therapy. Humber School of Writing. View my complete profile. SUPER COOL FIRST NOVEL - Click to Buy. 9734;☆☆☆. Care or Control © 2009, Jeannie Plenderleith.
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Unpublished Writer: Revisions
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Sunday, July 12, 2015. I started editing my book today, because I was all alone again with nothing else to do. I started editing my life last October and I'm not liking most of the twists and turns the plot has taken. Can't close that book . . . just have to follow through and see where it goes. I don't feel like the author of that story though. I need to make revisions. Take control. Right now I'm on auto-pilot, waiting for the falling action to see where I land.
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Unpublished Writer: March 2015
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Wednesday, March 11, 2015. Time has been on my side, but I've been wasting it. Never in my adult life have I had so much time to write. My heart wants to. I chose this. And yet guilt and anxiety are my constant partners, taking up so my space in my head that I hear nothing else. You often read that writers are tortured souls, self-destructive sorts who resort to drinking or drugs to silence their demons. I wish there were another way to drown them out. Tonight I'm busy&...
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Unpublished Writer: Home
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Wednesday, July 1, 2015. It's like living in a tomb here. Devoid of life, or warmth . the walls are pretty now and the floors are new but it isn't home anymore. There is nothing of us here anymore. We're putting in time, waiting for some stranger to claim it while we try to remember where we put our bits and pieces, the things that defined us as individuals, as a family. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). WRITERS HELPING WRITERS™. Ginger Simpson's "Dishin' It Out".
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Unpublished Writer: Shifting gears
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When Winter Comes (April, 2013) -. Friday, July 31, 2015. It's so easy to find the dark place and to stay there, but there comes a time when regardless of what life throws at you, you have to choose to look for the light. The days go so fast and time gets away from me but every now and again I've learned that it doesn't hurt to not be ready. to let go and let what will be, just come to pass. I'm ready to not be ready. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). WRITERS HELPING WRITERS™. Humber School of Writing.
