Writing
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It’s almost September
Last week was one of the busiest weeks I’ve had since I moved (if we don’t count that one week half the department staff were quarantined). And now the weekend I’ve worked hard for is here! And it will be… Continue reading
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Finding Confidence in New Areas
There’s an area of skill that is relatively new to me. I’ve been doing a lot of the basics and every now and then doing brief research in my own time, but now that its relevancy is ramping up in… Continue reading
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The Business Card
I’d picked it up because it was interesting, but there’s only so long you can carry around a random business card you found on the street. It feels like it’s made of thick parchment, is a light chestnut–I thought it… Continue reading
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Another Schedule Bites the Dust
With recent events and achievements, I need to readjust the way I plan my schedule again. Which I feel that I have to do every fortnight, or at least every month. I should just write a book that is just… Continue reading
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Sunday
Not a great week in terms of productivity, but I have made progress in a lot of areas of my life. Little steps at a time. I’ve made some changes to things I’m doing and have a few weeks of… Continue reading
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“Inspiration”
Here I sit at my desk, arms folded across my chest and a jacket around my shoulders as I stare at the empty document on my screen. I’m waiting for it to come, waiting for it to land in my… Continue reading
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Maintaining Essence
Sometimes, for the larger projects, I try to find a way to maintain the essence—the atmosphere, the theme, the way it makes me feel when I read and write it—and try to maintain it so that there are now shifts.… Continue reading
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Progress in Unexpected Places
Do you ever make progress in parts of your life you wouldn’t have thought? And then it makes you question what you’re actually good at and what you should be doing? Yeah. It’s exciting and thrilling but at the same… Continue reading
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I’m Sleepy
It might be because of the Covid19 situation, but I’m just sleepy all the time. It’s probably a combination of poor diet, the mask suffocating me and lack of diverse stimulation in real life. There’s so much that I can… Continue reading
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I don’t have much left in me … but I need to get these words out … scratching them onto the paper as I try for bursts of energy … But it’s no use … No one can read them… Continue reading
Hopfield is Writing 