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Hollie's Hobbies: July 2014
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Sunday, July 20, 2014. And today I realized that less and less I am counting the hours ahead by six—what time is it back home? Are they eating supper? Awake for tomorrow already? What are they doing in their world? Here the clouds reach down and touch the mountains, aqua blue waves kiss the shore, gentle breezes tug my hair up and slowly away, flowers fall from trees like snow. Cast Iro...
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Hollie's Hobbies: Ninjas and Violent Femmes
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Tuesday, May 12, 2015. Ninjas and Violent Femmes. There are many stages to writing a novel. Like.a bunch.take my word for it. Right now, I'm in my least favorite stage- the rejection stage. I was mad at Gmail. It almost felt like all the rejection was Gmail's fault. Screw you Gmail! I could feel myself sputtering, choking, ready to die. I started by changing my Gmail background. Ins...
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Hollie's Hobbies: January 2015
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Friday, January 30, 2015. Husband and I watched Pretty in Pink last night, because movies made in this decade have disappointed us too much and we're not ready to forgive them yet. Some of our reactions:. What is she wearing? What's up with that hair? It's not Matthew Broderick, it's Jon Cryer. I know that guy. What's he in? What is he wearing? What ever happened to her? Holy moly it's ...
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Hollie's Hobbies: August 2014
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Saturday, August 30, 2014. The ocean doesn’t want you. You can’t stay forever in her depths, promises forbid it. Life doesn’t all happen in the depths: some happens in the shallows, some on shifting sand, some on solid ground. When you’re ready, she shoots you out again—a messy, ungainly rebirth—crawling back to the life you made for yourself. Monday, August 11, 2014. I took my lazy bod...
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Hollie's Hobbies: The Difficulty of Shallow Roots
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Wednesday, April 8, 2015. The Difficulty of Shallow Roots. And then today, while hiking, I learned that plants with shallow roots are bad for erosion and can cause mud slides. The earth needs deep roots to hold it in place. Maybe this is because I am not there yet, I am still becoming. I feel like I'll be becoming for the rest of my life. And I'm okay with that. Sometimes I think things.
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Hollie's Hobbies: Piano Keys and Circumstance
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Monday, May 18, 2015. Piano Keys and Circumstance. Only forty pages into my work in progress and I already lost a chunk of it due to a computer glitch. Gone. Into the ether. Back where it came from, I suppose. But this stuff happens. It has happened on every novel I ever wrote. It happens, but that doesn't make it any easier. Searching for the Story. June 18, 2015 at 2:48 PM. As a perso...
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Hollie's Hobbies: April 2015
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Wednesday, April 8, 2015. The Difficulty of Shallow Roots. And then today, while hiking, I learned that plants with shallow roots are bad for erosion and can cause mud slides. The earth needs deep roots to hold it in place. Maybe this is because I am not there yet, I am still becoming. I feel like I'll be becoming for the rest of my life. And I'm okay with that. Friday, April 3, 2015.
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Hollie's Hobbies: Fail Again
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Friday, April 3, 2015. There’s a philosophy that I used to gravitate towards: If I don’t try, I can’t fail. Failure is such a dirty word in our culture. As embarrassing as adult acne, second-hand clothes, and purple El Caminos. We need a new outlook on failure. Spring is a re-birth, a re-imagining, a re-mover if it has to be. Or maybe you won’t. And is that really such a terrible thing?
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Hollie's Hobbies: Rules for Hiking (and…you know…life too)
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Thursday, September 18, 2014. Rules for Hiking (and…you know…life too). 1 Pack out what you pack in. And vice versa. 2 Drink lots of water. Water is nearly always the answer. 3 If you start to fall, turn it into a slide. It hurts less and looks cooler. 4 Remember: Up is hard, down is frightening, level terrain that never changes is easy and a nice break…but dull. And then move to the si...
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Hollie's Hobbies: April 2014
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A girl and her hobbies and how she uses them to remain sane in the sometimes eddying, sometimes stagnant, pool of life. Monday, April 21, 2014. It’s a sort of magic the way we let things go. I walk on the beach I loved for so long, the April sand cold on my feet, a light rain misting, my boys up ahead hunting for washed up jellyfish. It’s the only place I ever felt comfortable calling home, the place that always acted as a kind of a marker for me:. It’s a sort of magic. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Rachel...
