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Posted on
April 25, 2012 by
Kat French in
managing attention, real life
Have you ever read old entries from a paper journal or blog? Gone back and read posts you put on a message board? Only to discover to your dismay that the you that you were then seems a lot smarter than the you that you are now? That’s kind of depressing, isn’t it? I mean, [...]
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April 24, 2012 by
Kat French in
story & craft It turns out I misread my publishing contract. My draft for Bitter Cold isn’t due until June. Forget a dollar, this is like discovering a twenty in the laundry. Woo hoo! This is very good news for a couple of reasons. I’ve had about a month to let the rough edit sit. Now I can [...]
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April 23, 2012 by
Kat French in
managing attention, real life, relationships So, last Friday, started out with my card being declined when I tried to pick up coffee on my way into work. I gratefully accepted the sympathy latte from the kind folks at Bean Street. (Do me a favor? If you’re in the vicinity of Highlander Point in Floyds Knobs, stop by and send some [...]
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April 11, 2012 by
Kat French in
real life This is going to be one of those random posts. So if you’re expecting one of my long, ponderous, heavily thematic posts on faith or relationships or what it all means… maybe next time. I recently procured a bottle of moonshine. It’s apparently experiencing a resurgence, and you can even buy it legally at your [...]
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Posted on
April 10, 2012 by
Kat French in
story & craft If you are passionate about writing like me, then you are sure to have spent many hours of your spare time writing all sorts of things, from poems to blog posts. Writing is my passion and I find it very therapeutic and relaxing. Some people go on their PCs because they like to write on [...]
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April 9, 2012 by
Kat French in
real life It’s Monday, which usually smacks me in the face like a door that someone in front of me unexpectedly let go. In typical Monday fashion, I packed a lunch and promptly left it on the kitchen table. I did at least remember to gas up George yesterday when I went to the grocery. The Man [...]
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