Yeah, so it’s platitudinal mush. Meh! It’s what I feel in the mood for this evening.
Incidentally, the royal is running…. 100%. Go me.
Okay. I’m off to find some Vodka to improve my writing.
Write like you won’t write tomorrow.
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Some platitudes are deeply true! I like it. Carpe another diem today.
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For me, the challenge is that the bull has so many horns to grab (practicing them, in my case!) that writing sometimes falls by the wayside.
As for vodka, when I used to drink it — it only gave me the illusion that my writing improved.
😉
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Platitudes aren't so bad. Besides, what you typed is true.
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