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I'll Be Barfing Creativity...

I'll be posting quite a bit this semester. My creative writing class requires that I, at the end of the semester, submit my best 50 journal entries of writing. I had been writing a lot of them down, but I wasn't crazy about the idea of typing out 50 entries at the end of the semester or finding some way to mark all of the good entries and hand my entire notebook into the hands of my teacher. Some things in there are better left seen only by me.

Warning: Some of these prompts come from a creative writing book, Writing Wide. It's awful. Thus, some of these posts will be awful. But I hope most of them are pretty good. More than that, I hope some will be great. I really need to practice, after all, if I want to do this professionally some day.

I don't know if anybody is still following this blog, but if so, great. You can keep me accountable and critique my writing. Please excuse any tackiness. I'm new at this.

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