Not only is the word rhythm hard to spell (every single time, I forget the damn ‘h’) but it’s also hard to find when you’re starting something new, or continuing something after a break.
It’s hard for some people to find when they’re dancing. It’s hard for some people to find when they’re in a new relationship.
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At the moment, not only do I not have an ideal writing spot, there’s not even a ‘spot’ that I could reasonably call my own. I am currently living in someone else’s house, trying to fit myself into what little space they will give me.
This is a hard thing to admit for anyone, but I think there are a lot more people in my situation than anyone allows to be showed to others or even online. People relying on other people to shelter them while their going through a transition or a hard time.
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When I was a child, and first started writing, I had this vision of my adult self sitting in a garret, in a castle, wearing a fancy robe, and writing hundreds of books.
I still daydream about that, but with a little bit of sarcasm thrown in. Like an inner satire monologue with a Wes Anderson vibe montage. “Hah, hah,” I say to myself. “How chic, yet unrealistic.” Then I concentrate on what color robe I’m wearing and whether the relationship with my dreamy, rich husband is good or on the rocks (for the drama, of course).
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I hate being coerced into doing things I don’t want to do. Well, who does? So, why would I read a book I don’t want to read?
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