Memoirs of an English Major

    I’m somewhat of an oddity and because of this, I wear many creative hats. Some weeks, my thoughts are purely on writing, as was the case in the previous weeks. The ideas just flowed from my head right across my keyboard. Every sentence felt like pure gold and nothing was beyond my grasp. At the end of the week, I had a whole slew of stories planned, plotted, and even more ideas planned. However, this week the ideas seemed to slow slightly. Perhaps I am a little written out or am suffering from a slight case of writers block. Most writers take a break from their work and relax. What do I do? Much like the oddity I am, I let my other passion take over and see where that takes me. That my friends is my programming side. Allow me to elaborate as to why

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“Every why hath a wherefore” - Dromio of Syracuse

   Well, I have completed the finishing touches and completed the final draft for Claire’s short story contest. It was possibly the strangest and most cathartic writing experience to date. I will not publish it here until the contest it over, so you’ll have to wait till the end to read it. As of this moment, I have no idea how I will do against the rest of the writers and can’t wait to see what others have come up with. I can’t wait till this is over.

    Writing for me has become possible my “ace up my sleeve” skill that seems to help me in my journey through life, more so these days than my web programming skills and slightly more than my computer skills. I’ll explain.

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