Anecdotes

  • It’s my one year blogiversary!

    On this day, a year ago, I decided I would start my blog. Enough people had told me to start one considering I had author dreams and enough people had looked at me with disdain when I had said, “No I am not a blogger; just a writer.” The time had come to have a…

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  • Hello to my old friend

    Hello to my old friend

    Well February has ended and tomorrow is March – which means I have 31 days to figure out the A to Z Challenge. No pressure Suchita, all is well. Hello everyone! This post was supposed to be about me chartering out my expectations from the A to Z Challenge – a daily blogging challenge set…

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  • Could you be loved and be loved?

    I have never been in love. I have decided views on the subject. I definitely have aspirations and expectations from the subject. But the actual feeling has eluded me…unless you count being in love with books as legitimate but I think I have spoken about that aspect of my love story enough…for now.

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  • How to Newbie: Writer Special

    I was lucky, extremely in hindsight, that I heard all the advice surrounding writing after I had finished my manuscript. It also so happened that what you need to be doing to become half a decent writer, I was doing by default.

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  • You have failed!

    You have failed!

    I have never failed at anything. No, I am not being a pompous ass.

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  • Health and Shenanigans

    Health and Shenanigans

    I am fat so you can imagine that everyone – EVERYONE – has an opinion on my health, fitness, eating habits and what I can / should do or not do. But thanks to my prickly personality, the only person who gets to hear these opinions is my mother and not me. Since I had…

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  • One day

    One day

    While watching the season 2 of The Crown, there is a scene where Margaret, the queen’s sister, goes to a photographer who proclaims he can find the inner you, the hidden you, the you that even you don’t know exists behind all the layers of masks (the curtain behind the curtain as the-character-whose-name-I-can’t-remember from Stranger…

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