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Stories Left in Me

Happy New Year 2025! 

It's February but I feel like my year is just starting out. December and January went by in a blur of events, people and travels. Whilst I'm not complaining, it's nice to know the sparkles from the pop have finally settled down and I'm falling into a dull yet much needed routine in my life right now. 

Last year was a great year. Every person I love has made it safely into 2025. No major dramas or health issues. I was in a flight ( it's the destination, not the journey) every two weeks all of last year. Paid more attention to my spirituality. Made things with my hands which brought me tremendous joy. Even managed to lower my body fat percentage despite the struggles of perimenopause. Finally, Christmas sleighed on without drama - my brother even accepted my gift. Now I don't know how 2024 will compare to any year moving forward but one can hope! 

I'm thinking of doing some writing this year. Creatively. That side of my brain has been hibernating for far long now I don't even know how to revive it. Haven't been reading quality materials or engaging in thought-provoking conversations with anyone in recent times, and I think in at least three languages so these factors are not helping the cause either.

Today, I did something brave. I sat my arse down and signed up for a creative writing course with a local writing studio. I've been eyeing it for months now, but haven't found the courage to do it. Various reasons, social anxiety being one. Just thinking about it now, makes my blood vessels constrict. 

But there are stories left in me. A couple of great ones too. 

And I have to honour those. 


Here's a book of essays containing one
of mine published in 2022
by Penguin.
 




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  1. There was a time i took to writing stories by hand. Pen and notebook for two reasons - improve my writing (it has gone bad due to typing), and also i didn't really want a digital version of those stories hanging around (could get me in trouble because I wrote ridiculous fictionalised stories from the news headlines, and there were really weird ones around that time)

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