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dating after seperation

This coming Wednesday, one of my worst fears is coming to fruition. I am being taken out by my brother so he can introduce me to a man. Blerg. I know I write a lot of poetry about meeting someone, but in reality, meeting someone actually fills me full of dread. Especially anyone who would… Continue reading dating after seperation

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Suggestions Welcome

So... prompt next week... I would put it to a vote but I'm trying to avoid social media right now. Social media has been such a drain. And as it is nice to use it for silliness and catching up with friends, I have very little will power when it comes to that mindless scrolling… Continue reading Suggestions Welcome

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the. project. Prompt 3

Yay! I actually completed a week's worth of the last prompt so let's go again! So I held a Twitter and Instagram pole to get votes for this week... I also received some votes on the blog. I got mixed results lol Plus I got two votes for Dick Tentacles on the blogitty blog. So...… Continue reading the. project. Prompt 3

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I want to write more about love But I realise I don't know what love is

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I need your help/advice

I cannot decide which novel to concentrate on. I literally write a paragraph of one then change my mind and switch. Please, cyberfam, advise me on which novel I should put my efforts into. Epic fantasy series, dark, piratey, demi-gods and goddesses, strange portals that cross over to our world, backstabbing, people getting stabbed in… Continue reading I need your help/advice

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Life-upcycling

I am currently walking up and down my hallway. I'm not pacing, exactly... As part of my life-upcycling that is in progress, I'm trying to get fit again. It is too hot to walk outside and I have no one to look after the kids. I don't have the money to join a gym and… Continue reading Life-upcycling

Soulmates - not exactly a love story

Soulmates – not exactly a love story

She jumped into the passenger seat, never looking away from his dark eyes. She might have to keep them. She had a jar that would suit them perfectly.