Month: April 2015

Jinxie G, Jinxie's World, Jinxie_G, Life, My Reality

So I’m Allergic to the ENTIRE World

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...and I don't even know where to begin with this. So if you're my friend on Facebook, you might have noticed my recent news and are aware of the hives I've suffered for nine weeks running now. In short, I'm allergic to...uh...the entire world. Not really, but it sure as fuck feels like it after the… Continue reading So I’m Allergic to the ENTIRE World

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Ten Ways to Tighten Your Writing & Hook the Reader

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Kristen Lamb's Blog

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When I used to edit for a living, I earned the moniker The Death Star because I can be a tad ruthless with prose. Today I hope to teach you guys to be a bit ruthless as well. Before we get started, I do have a quick favor to ask. Some of you may know that I practice Brazilian Jiu Jitsu so I’ve taken on our dojo’s blog to see if we can try out new and fun content and am using the moniker Dojo Diva.

I posted about how hard it is to begin and the fears that can ever keep us from starting. The way others try to stop us from doing anything remarkable. I’d love to hear your thoughts and stories, so I hope you will stop by and get the discussion going.

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Jinxie G, Jinxie's World, Jinxie_G, Keeping Fit, Life, My Reality

One Year Ago…

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...I quit smoking. Holy shit. Yeah, it's been a year and I can't believe it, especially considering I haven't really had many cravings. I haven't had to use my e-cigarette unless I'm around smokers. I tried the vapor, but I didn't care for it much because it hurt my throat. I guess I was just… Continue reading One Year Ago…

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Grind

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The me that you know smiles and laughs when deep inside she feels nothing tick tick tick The me that you know functions through life when deep within she’s falling apart screech The me that you know fights every day through a pain most cannot fathom grind The me that you know has become a… Continue reading Grind