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Tag: random musings

  • The LIST

    Everyone’s got one. That LIST of things you want to do before you die. A Bucket List. The Adventure List. Things To Accomplish. Life Goals. Like most people, my list was/is a little vague. I had ideas that I’d go here and do that and experience this other thing, but those things never happened. It’s…

  • Writers and Coffee

    There are these jokes going around that inextricably link writers with coffee shops. The two have been inextricably linked long before I first thought of being a writer. When someone says the word “writer,” our thoughts immediately place him/her in some café somewhere, listening to indie music, absorbing the aroma of coffee that has bonded…

  • Dissapointment – an IWSG post

    I’m going to try something a little different for IWSG today: Motivation! (Ah! Don’t you close this page. Yes, you. I saw you twitch your finger to go on to a different post. Stop twitching until the post is finished, please. Then you can gripe about how I wasted 10 minutes of your life.) Someone…

  • Words and the Difficulties in Applying Their Meaning in Life

    According to my dictionary: Productive: adjective (1612) 1: having the quality or power of producing especially in abundance 2: effective in bringing about 3a: yielding or furnishing results b: yielding or devoted to the satisfaction of wants or the creation of utilities 4: continuing to be used in the formation of new words or constructions…

  • Procrastination is an Art Form

    There are multiple different types of procrastinators out there – “I’ll get to it.” He/she probably meant that at the exact second s/he said it, but will completely forget about it in roughly 5-10 minutes. My theory is that they subconsciously don’t want to do it and hope the magic fairies will take care of…

  • One of the Reasons I Write is to Make My Life Sound More Interesting

    Take, for example, my first real crime. The first time I did it and got away with it. The lessons I learned and the sordid path it started me down since then. How thievery led to murder. It all started out innocently enough: A toy here, a toy there. Picking up after the kids and…