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I can write and publish on my blog without too much stress.  The odd editing messy spot and concern that what I write might offend.  But the moment, no the second, I am, in any way, writing for someone else,  I freeze.  It isn’t writers block, I can still write on my blog.  I am calling this my writing quirk, with the source attributed to the stress I struggled with when writing my Masters thesis.  I am not sure if I will ever regain my former ease when writing in any setting but I do keep chiseling away at it I am grateful for opportunities to share my writing and for the readers that honour me by stopping, taking a moment and read my blog.



I was 46 years old when I begun this blog, female and married with a house full of cats (7). My past is littered with the impact of events that happened when I was a teen. Two loves of my life have been nursing and studying. I just completed my Master of Arts: Media Studies endorsement. My blog will be about the things I think about, that might be better served being written rather than squirreled away in my mind festering. It is the meanderings of my mind as I seek to define myself and my world.

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