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becca January 19, 2022

“I’m writing,” she whispered.

I pulled out a partial manuscript that I began and filed away a few years ago. I read it over the weekend. It wasn’t awful. Today after I came home from school and ate everything in the kitchen, then watched the Marco Polo messages from today, checked all the Instagram, texted two friends, and read
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becca January 18, 2022

You’re Not a Winner, Lady.

I got the nicest email today telling me that the contest my book was in has announced Finalists! We have a list of Finalists on our website! And you’re NOT on it! I laughed a little, because it really was nice. And kind of funny. And so it goes. We can’t all be finalists 🙂
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becca January 17, 2022

And So I Sit Here in This Chair

Long weekend! Yay! Morning temps in the low teens. Some sunshine coming through the windows (and lots of clouds, but maybe that will make it warmer). Saturday I did a bunch of errandy things, and then I read a 12,000 word draft I’d started and then put away. Success. I can use it. I can
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becca January 14, 2022

But why, though?

If I fall asleep watching a movie on the couch (I mean, let’s be real: WHEN I fall asleep watching a movie on the couch), I will get the most effective second wind when I move to the bed.
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becca January 14, 2022

I’m over it.

I mean, it’s been almost two years. Our lives have been pushed, pulled, ruled, and designed by Covid. And I’m feeling very over it. I know. Everyone feels this way. I’m a good little mask wearer where people ask me to be. (We aren’t masking in school unless we want to, and sometimes I want
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becca January 13, 2022

wounded

My boy who is a grown-up 18-year old started a new job yesterday at noon. When I arrived home from a completely joyful evening with friends of my heart, I found him pale and shaky, holding his left hand, encased in a rubber glove, above the level of his heart. To leave out all the
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becca January 13, 2022

singing in the morning, singing in the evening

I feel this idea in the deep parts of my soul. Once upon a time I was much more likely to sing. Dawn and dusk and all the time in between. I am in search. On a quest. Cognizant of rediscovering my voice.
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becca January 10, 2022

That need to be needed

It’s a real thing for me — the desire to be necessary. I want people to need my input, to desire my company, to find me valuable. I know that this is a thing I need to get past, but for now, it’s kind of nice to know that no matter what, I can find
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