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As I contemplated my 2021 word, I found myself much more interested in the meaning of the words I considered rather than the word itself.
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The bulk of my scarf collection was purchased on a summer trip to France when I was sixteen. I still remember the store in Paris; it was a chain, I think, and not particularly fancy, maybe the equivalent of a Claire’s in the United States. I remember loving the red and purple logo on the
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As I’ve become a more seasoned gardener, I’ve noticed how it can be a metaphor for the craft of writing.
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I’m becoming a writer who’s afraid to talk about my writing anymore. As any writer will tell you, this vocation can be a lonely one, and things like social media make it easy to feel less alone. Writers need other people, be they readers, agents, editors etc. You’ll hear various forms of advice advocating for
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“I felt a twinge of regret that I wasn’t a writer or painter, someone special enough to be invited to talk with Gertrude, to sit near her in front of the fire, as Ernest did now, and speak of important things. I loved to be around interesting and creative people, to be part of that
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Ashley K. Warren 