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I’d like to thank my brain. Although you are cruel, chaotic, divergent, and loud, you think of these words I write, and for that I am indebted.
Maybe yours is loud too…
from the realm
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I sat in front of my MacBook yesterday, staring blankly at the screen, reaching deep within to find the words I wanted to write. No matter how hard I tried, or how deeply I reached, forward progress eluded me. No words were written that day. It got me thinking about the perfect conditions for creativity.…
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I think we’ve established my love for writing. I won’t shut about it, right? I mean, enough already… But I just can’t help it. Finding the right combination of words that reach inside someone’s brain and touch their emotional existence is an indescribable feeling. But you know what isn’t indescribable? The business of writing. In…
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I don’t know why this intrinsic urge exists within me to manipulate language and put words into the world. It’s in my id, my deepest instinctual being. And at this time of uncertainty, pain, and muddled clarity, it’s all I can do to make it to my next breath. When I inhale, it’s to imbibe…
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When I wrote this line in my blog post yesterday morning I had no idea how true it would become for me that day. Without getting into specifics, let’s just say my life was turned upside down. And not in the life nourishing, growth stimulation way. In the “let’s throw every sharp object around at…