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A Mixed Start On 2018 Goals

A Mixed Start On 2018 Goals

One of the things I’d like to do more this year is focus on what I have achieved rather than what I haven’t. That’s proving a little tricky so far — I’m behind on work, for a start, so all I can think about is how I haven’t done any of the four essays I’m supposed to be doing, rather than concentrating on the fact that I’m ahead on my dissertation, even though the latter is probably a more positive…

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What I Did In 2017

What I Did In 2017

Yesterday, I wrote … well, I guess you’d call it an emotional roundup of 2017, looking ahead to 2018. But today I wanted to look at things on a more tangible level, to try and keep track of what I actually did this year, as well as what I felt. These aren’t all what you’d call achievements (some of them are), but they’re things I did. Some are linked to old posts, in case you want to read more about…

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Dreams And Denial

Dreams And Denial

Around this time last year, I wrote a post about how my health has got in the way of having dreams and being ambitious, and how I’m more aware of my limitations than of my aspirations. My goal was to try and make 2017 a year of remembering how to dream again, how to be ambitious even when it seems unlikely. It’s hard to assess the extent to which I’ve succeeded at that goal. Right now, I am painfully aware…

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2017: Goals and Small Steps

2017: Goals and Small Steps

I’m not a big one for New Year’s Resolutions. I think it’s partly because I’m always more depressed in winter, and usually ill as well, so I don’t have the energy to commit to stuff, but it’s partly that January never feels as much like a new start as September / the start of the academic year does. After all, I’m still stressing about the same essays and deadlines, so nothing has really changed. It’s easier to resolve to have…

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Depression, Writing, and 2016

Depression, Writing, and 2016

One thing that’s been noticeable about 2016 is that I haven’t been blogging very much. I made a brief attempt in the middle of the year to change that, but it didn’t last long, and since then a weekly post has been about all I can manage (if that). Although I’ve managed to keep my book blog more consistent, that’s only been possible because I schedule a lot of posts in advance. To be honest, I’ve been writing less in…

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A New Decade

A New Decade

I wasn’t a big fan of being a teenager. It meant people didn’t take me seriously, especially when it came to writing, and since I look younger than I am, I hated having that –teen suffix to emphasise it. Even so, the thought of turning twenty was mildly terrifying. It’s not a legal boundary the way eighteen or twenty-one is, but it seems like a big jump anyway. Yesterday was my birthday. I’m officially two decades old. I still look…

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Looking Ahead #goals

Looking Ahead #goals

So. As promised, time to look at my goals and resolutions for 2016, in order that my failure to meet them can be public. Yay! (I’m kidding… sort of. I always set very unrealistic goals, and life always gets in the way of sticking with the same plans for a whole year, but I do plan to try.) Observation #1: if I want to have a decent work ethic this year, I probably should have written more than 484 words…

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Expectations And Realism

Expectations And Realism

I passed 25k for NaNoWriMo this morning. I probably should have been working on one of the two essays due within the next week, but I decided to start the day with some writing, and I enjoyed doing it. I also enjoyed reaching that milestone, even though a couple of years ago that would have been disappointing. The problem with having been a very very fast writer (before I had university to get in the way, and wrist problems to…

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Baby Steps Are Still Steps

Baby Steps Are Still Steps

This is not a post I particularly feel like posting. I wrote the majority of it yesterday, when I felt a little bit less awful and hopeless than today. Here I am sitting at my computer at the end of a dull and unproductive day, where I spent most of my time curled up in a chair watching the second hand of my old clockwork pocket watch because it proved to me that time was passing even though I wasn’t…

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Tea-Deprived Existentialism

Tea-Deprived Existentialism

Disclaimer: my knowledge of philosophy has been absorbed purely through osmosis and brief definitions given in English lessons to explain poetic movements. Therefore I might not actually be talking about existentialism. Please don’t feel the need to correct me. It won’t make any difference. So. In five days, I’m going to be nineteen years old. This is mildly terrifying to me. I am a child. I will fight you if you call me a child, but the fact is I…

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