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50k, Onesies, and Fatigue

50k, Onesies, and Fatigue

I hit 50k for NaNoWriMo on the 11th November. I didn’t say much at the time because I still have a long way to go before I finish the book and, for me, hitting 50k is not especially remarkable. It wasn’t my fastest year (2013 only took me three days), but also wasn’t my slowest (last year I hit 50k on on Day 26). It felt like an achievement, but in many ways one I only managed by virtue of…

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This Post Is Not About NaNoWriMo

This Post Is Not About NaNoWriMo

One of the things about NaNoWriMo is that November comes around and suddenly at least half, if not more, of the blog posts in your inbox are about NaNoWriMo. People’s wordcounts. The status of their plot (or lack thereof). Their woes and excitement. I mean, maybe it’s just me because I mostly hang out with other writers, but it’s everywhere, right? And, like, I don’t object to that. I’m interested in NaNo and I like to hear how other people…

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Stress-Knitting and NaNoWriMo

Stress-Knitting and NaNoWriMo

I was hoping to be able to carry on my last post’s positivity, but unfortunately it’s been a pretty crappy week and a half for me, which is why I haven’t been posting anything. Both my mental health and my physical health have taken a downturn, in different ways and for different reasons, so I’ve been struggling to get work done — or anything else, for that matter. I mean, my mental health wasn’t great before, because as I mentioned,…

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Eight Hours Of Inferiority

Eight Hours Of Inferiority

In her welcome speech, the college principal apparently told freshers that there are twenty-four hours in every day: eight for sleeping, eight for work, and eight for other things (societies, socialising, and so on). My tutor, when she quoted this to us in our start of term meeting, added, “But I think six or seven hours of working is probably enough.” I disagree with both of them. Strongly. The latter, marginally less strongly, but I still disagree. This way of…

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Nightmare Headaches and Men: Miriam in Ireland, 2017

Nightmare Headaches and Men: Miriam in Ireland, 2017

As I might have expected, my reflections on Ireland are dragging out long after I actually got home. At this rate I’ll be blogging about it for the whole month, and I do actually have other things I’d like to talk about. But I got distracted last week by sleep and catching up on OITNB and actually writing for once (more on that soon!), so you’ll have to forgive the delay.  I’m still writing all my blog posts on my…

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Pain, A Cane, and Gain

Pain, A Cane, and Gain

This is a scheduled post. Right about now I ought to be in Dublin. I’m probably lost, because I lack any sense of direction, and/or trying to resist the temptation to buy a lot of musical instruments that I won’t be able to take home on the plane. However, right now I want to talk about my previous trip, which was to Cornwall. (I’m having quite the tour of places of ASNaC interest this summer, apparently.) As we were driving…

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Post-Exam Plans and Sleep

Post-Exam Plans and Sleep

I don’t make a habit of apologising on my blog every time I disappear for weeks at a time, but I feel like I probably should, because… yeah, I disappeared for nearly a month this time, and I feel bad about that. To be fair, I have an excuse, which is that I was mired in the hell of Cambridge exams, and have actually done more work in the last two weeks than in any other two-week period since I…

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Lost Potential and Abandoned Dreams

Lost Potential and Abandoned Dreams

For those who aren’t aware, I used to be a competitive Irish dancer. (I’ve written about it before here. And here. And in other places. ) Maybe that’s a bit of an overstatement. I wasn’t the kind of competitive Irish dancer who is at a feis (competition) every weekend, has a huge elaborate curly wig and a dress costing thousands of pounds that seem mostly to have been spent on finding the grossest combination of neon with Swarovski crystals. I…

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Small, Unsteady Steps

Small, Unsteady Steps

Well, I made it to the end of term. This is not an insignificant achievement, since this time last year I had to take time out of uni before the end of term and so this is my second attempt at getting to the end of Lent Term of second year, and the first time I’ve managed it. In some ways, this term has seen me with just as many problems (health-related and otherwise) as last year, especially with the…

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A Host Of Updates (and cat pictures)

A Host Of Updates (and cat pictures)

While I have the energy to be upright and write this post (which I’ve saved up by spending all day in bed, not intentionally), I figured I’d give you a few important updates. First, I shifted my blog to its new host at the weekend, which means it might break. Both my hosts (old and new) seem convinced they’re hosting the site, and I guess we won’t know for sure which one’s supporting it until the old hosting runs out,…

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