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12 Ways to Fail as a Writer
If you should like to spend hours upon countless hours writing a manuscript no one will ever touch, printing a book no one will ever desire to read, or building a career that…
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We’re Only Small People
We have the capability of building towers. We have the intelligence to create machinery and to solve democratic issues. We have the wealth to buy luxuries and privileges. We have the strength to…
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Mr. William Kensley
Enter into the world of Garden of the Midnights, where the gardens are rich with fragrance and the terrain is green and sloping. If you chance to wander from the manor, in the early…
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A Thought on Life
Man can never derive contentment from what others give him. He can never be truly satisfied by the praise of mortal lips, or the caress of loving hand. There is nothing that can…
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Writing My First Bucket List
Everyone talks about their bucket list. At some time or another, probably everybody has sat down and penned one down. Literally. E-v-e-r-y-o-n-e. And you know what? I haven’t—which could possibly be embarrassing because…
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Lady Isabella Gresham
Enter into the world of Garden of the Midnights, 1802 England. Sit down at your ordinary couch—imagined to be a damask settee—with your charming cup of tea and your own little dish of…
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I’m Falling in Love with a Stranger
“There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.” “A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.” Jane Austen I have never met him. I…
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I Murdered So Many People
Have you ever just sat back and thought to yourself, “I wonder how many people I’ve killed?” Sounds morbid, insane, wicked. But you know what? I’ve killed so many I can’t even count.…
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12 Ways to Know if You’re a Bluestocking
What in the world is a bluestocking? And how do you know if you are one? Don’t worry. It doesn’t mean you have a weird obsession with wearing blue socks. In the Regency…
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To Be a Lady
What designs a lady? Could it be morals? Monetary possession? Style? Beauty? Perhaps. Who am I to say? Only the more I think, the more I wonder. What makes a lady? What truly, truly fashions her…
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