Tag: writing
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Before Netflix, There Were Nettles…
Well, not that many really. We only had one TV in the house, and that meant it was usually whatever my dad wanted to watch. End of discussion. Remote controls weren’t even a thing back then, so if you wanted to change the channel, you had to physically get up and twist a dial. Hard…
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Hugging a Stone Post: The Family I Loved but Never Belonged To…
Favored, Abandoned, or Just Misunderstood? Yesterday, while chatting with Phil over on For Singles and Couples, one sentence stuck with me: “Were you favored, even though you apparently ‘abandoned’ everyone to go to the States?” It made me pause. In some ways, I was both. I was Granny Frass’s favorite, and Aunty Fan’s too. They…
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Aliens, Ancestors, or Just a Cloud? You Decide…
What the hell is this thing in the sky?! Honestly, for a moment, I thought I was looking at the beginning of a nuclear blast. Then I decided it had to be aliens making a flamboyant entrance. But the “official” word is… It’s just an anvil cloud. Now, maybe I’m supposed to nod politely and…
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The City I’d Never Build…
Sorry guys, I am on a rant this morning! Definitely got out of bed on the wrong side! 😂 The city of the future? Ha! I wouldn’t design one at all. Why are people living in cities anyway? It’s not natural, it’s by design. A control system, plain and simple. And don’t get me started…
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Mae by Name, Frass by Spirit…
Well, that’s a question with more layers than a trifle! I was named after my Granny Frass, go figure! For those who don’t read my blog, she was my maternal grandmother, a pure salt-of-the-earth legend who now resides beyond the veil. And let me tell you, “beyond the veil” doesn’t mean she’s quiet. Not for…
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Red Pills, Green Hills, and a Quiet Man…
Top 10 movies? Jaysus, I nearly spat my tea when I read that prompt. I haven’t set foot inside a cinema in donkey’s years! Truth be told, I can’t even remember the last film I watched in an actual theatre. Do they still sell the buckets of popcorn the size of a small child? Or…
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Writing It Out…
Well, I guess I’ve always written in one way or another, though not the way I do now. Back in the day, it was things like employee manuals, business correspondence, and all that serious, structured stuff. Before that, as a teenager, I kept a diary… until my Mam read it. That was the end of…
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How Ideas Find Me (Whether I Like It or Not)…
Where Do My Quare Ideas Come From? Someone asked me the other day where I get my quare ideas for my posts. Now, I wish I could tell you there was some grand, mystical process. I sit in a candlelit room, summoning the muses while wearing a flowing robe, and they whisper inspiration into my…