Writing
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Writing Reflection: Week of the 24th February 2020
This week wasn’t as busy as the week before but I definitely was as tired and less motivated. My new schedule kind of threw things up in the air and I’ve been pretty stressed. Unfortunately, I didn’t meet my targets… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Writer
I am a writer. That’s what I say to myself. I used to say “I want to be a writer”, but I’ve realised that I already am. Of course, I may not be a paid author or work in my… Continue reading
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Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Saturated
When Isla stepped into the fairy’s burrow, she expected there to be an abundance of trinkets and leaves, and so wasn’t prepared for the little hollow saturated in sap, pollen and petals. It wasn’t just a little bit of it,… Continue reading
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Tuesday WriteO Poetry Prompt: Decide
It’s too difficult to decide,What to write about in this poem,Or how to pick a theme,Or even why to write the poem at all. It’s too difficult to decide,I’m just so tried,My fingers are slow,And my thoughts rugged. It’s too… Continue reading
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Writing Reflection: Week of the 17th February 2020
This week was as busy as I thought it was going to be and I found it difficult to write. It wasn’t that I couldn’t find the time but I wasn’t sleeping well and ended up pretty exhausted from work,… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Sitting
I sit at my desk a lot more than I used to. Every now and then it gets cluttered again but I’m getting a lot better at cleaning it off and sitting down at it to actually get work done.… Continue reading
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Writing Reflection: Week of the 10th February 2020
I haven’t been as focused as the week before but I have been writing just as much, mostly just in a condensed form because I’ve been working a little more and working on DND session prep. I like long writing… Continue reading
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Saturday WriteO Prompt: Clap
Oskar had waded through the remnants of the town for over a day, not finding anything important or useful in the rubble. His stomach was grinding with anxiety and hunger, worrying about what was going to happen when it finished… Continue reading
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Thursday WriteO Setting Prompt: Bag
The sprite slipped into her hand-bag, falling in between the small gaps of jumbled objects as she jostled it in her walk. When they finally came to a stop, the hand-bag was thumped once more, dropped onto a counter and… Continue reading
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