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Journaling June: Epilogue (Writing Challenge Lessons)

Just like any of the arts, writing is deeply personal. Not just what one writes, but the process one uses to get the words out. I chose to partake in the month long writing challenge I dubbed Journaling June to push myself in order to learn more about what kind of process I need to be a productive writer. 859 more words

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Journaling June: Is This It Then?

(at last we have control of the keyboard . . . are you receiving us?)

What the hell?

(shut up! we’ll be taking the wheel today. 536 more words

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Journaling June: Just Wait for the Chicken

Late Friday afternoons are the The Tempting Times. After a week’s worth of whores’ shit all I can think about is whatever thing I’ve wanted but denied myself in the pursuit of being “good.” This week it was Popeye’s fried chicken. 803 more words

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Journaling June: The Old Fig Tree

Outside my window at work is a fig tree. The figs are starting to ripen. I noticed because the birds are busy working the tree for all they can get. 202 more words

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Journaling June: Thursdays

“I never could get the hang of Thursdays.” —Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

Thursdays are awkward. Assuming you live in the Monday-Friday “work week,” Thursday is part of the downward slope to freedom, i.e.

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Journaling June: The Weather Outside is Frightful

It is here, the disgustingly hot of Summer. It’s Houston, TX, so there’s still a few more degrees to add on, but for all intents and purposes it’s blue blazes outside. 449 more words

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Journaling June: A Middle Way

Last night I had a dream set in The Structure. The Structure is an all indoor world, with shopping districts, living districts, manufacturing districts, etc. It’s very antiseptic and manufactured, like living inside a huge mall, except there are no windows. 668 more words

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