Tag: Struggles
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NaNoWriMo – week 3 update
So… Week 3 huh? Yeah, it was pretty much a fail for me. I wrote a whopping 433 words on Monday and nothing for the rest of the week.
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NaNoWriMo – week 1 update
The first week of NaNoWriMo is officially over and I did as good and bad as I expected. Tuesday, the first day of November, was my best writing day. I managed to write 1.677 words, barely reaching the goal of 1.667 words. It was an amazing start but I knew that I wouldn’t be able…
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Prompt: Slow me down // Letters to September – 29
It feels like I’m always rushing and racing and running in circles. I’m moving too fast in this live, forgetting my purpose. Alone in the car the blur of the traffic is sending me spinning. But it feels like I’m getting nowhere. My head and my heart are colliding, my feelings and thoughts chaotic. The…
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Prompt: My heart on repeat // Letters to September – 28
I find myself again spiralling out of control. Holding on to broken pieces, forgetting how to fly. Dreaming about meadows at the break of dawn with a soft blanket of mist hovering above the ground. Hugging the tree line at the far back with the early soft streaks of the sun barely shining through.
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Prompt: Queen of my own castle // Letters to September – 24
You can’t hurt me no more.I won’t fall for your lies or hear your twisted words.I’m not the same person as when I left you behind.I don’t believe your excuses or let you play with my mind. The girl that I was, was how you formed me to be.I see right through your facade, now…
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Prompt: Tell me the truth // Letters to September – 22
What did you expect when you opened up my heart? Did you expect to see shattered pieces everywhere or an open space you could just walk in and redecorate. Placing pieces of you around the place like you’ve already moved in. With no regards to if I even wanted you there or not? So tell…
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Prompt: 3 am thoughts // Letters to September – 20
In the middle of the night when the world outside my bedroom window wraps itself in darkness I find myself lying awake in bed. Twisting and turning, the thoughts in my head keep running at the speed of light. Every thought a new story of what if, what could happen, or am I just making…
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Prompt: a story created from music // Letters to September – 19
This piece was created through the inspiration of the Rawstyle Mashup of Apashe – Lord & Master created by my dear friend Fluxi. Feeling alone and hurt by everything that occurred over the past years. Not listened to, feelings dismissed and pushed away. Realisations of not being treated well by peers, loved once’s or spouse.…
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Prompt: conversations at candlelight // Letters to September – 16
After finishing their dinner Rob starts to collect the dishes of the table while Sasha walks into the kitchen to get a wet cloth to wipe down the table. They have been married for only two years but have already found a comfortable rhythm that worked for them both. Before they lived together Rob would…
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