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Wolves & Sheep

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Originally posted on The Renegade Press:
‘The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness. Choose one or the other with great care.’ – Hugh Macleod If you were forced to make a choice between living a life of boredom, or one of loneliness, what would your decision be? Would you choose a stifled existence of mundanity in which you are forced to conform to the whims and needs of the masses? Or would you be comfortable in a life of isolation? Could you find comfort in the knowledge that you will forever be without inspiration, surrounded only by the mediocre and the monotonous? Or would prefer a life of seclusion and segregation? The truth is that you wouldn’t wish to be afflicted by either. If I pushed you into a corner and forced you to make a choice, you would probably shove me back and call me insane. Why would anyone want to make such a ridiculous decision? No matter what avenue you pursued, you would be…

Manhattan

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?? ?I exited my apartment building, curt note in hand for the UPS delivery person: The buzzer for 2R is broken – please leave delivery inside the door. Contrary to what somebody told you yesterday, there are tenants in 2R – one especially who would have loved to have slept on a mattress last night. I crammed the note between the old brick wall and the broken buzzer and made my way down the now-familiar street to get coffee at a café that I had been referred to by seasoned locals. They’d been here since August, anyway. The rectangular olive-green sign beckoned me onward, steel and hard with flashing bulbs that made it look like an old and woefully lost Vegas sign. I ordered an almond croissant and a cappuccino and took a seat at a small, round marble table. I found myself flanked by hipsters, the luminescent glow of chalky white Apples and the click-click-click of their modern keyboards surrounding me. Extremely conscious of being the only person in the large café without a…

Listen, when the silence speaks.

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Originally posted on A Monologue of the Heart.:
  Listen, when the silence speaks It’s not in words that which you seek It lives in the quiet of the dawn And in the sunset once it’s gone It comes uncovered in the night When darkness sets, embracing light Listen, when the silence speaks It’s not in words that which you seek

#ReadWomen December

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Originally posted on The Fault in Our Blogs:
Greetings, everyone! So, I’ve decided to take part in #ReadWomen December. This is something I just found out about today, and am very excited about. The gist is that for a month, readers have decided to deck out their reading lists with female authors – some choosing to read female authors only for December, others vowing to include more women writers than they usually read. For more information, the twitter hashtag has been a great resource for me. So in honor of celebrating women’s voices, I thought I’d share some of my favorite books by female authors, as well as a few books on my own #ReadWomen reading list. Recommendations: Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins Lois Lane: Fallout by Gwenda Bond Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon Hyperbole and a Half by Allie Brosh The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson Walker The Glass Castle: A Memoir by…

brookebunson.wordpress.com | Brooke Brunson

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My name is Brooke and I am a freelance writer, blogger, YouTuber, radio personal, and entrepreneur from Philadelphia. Since getting published over a year ago I have had many opportunities to collaborate with different bloggers, do cross-promotion with various social media companies, and start my second blog. Other than that I’m just a regular old down-to-earth Philly girl trying to make my dreams come true.