Nadya Writes Things.
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Halfway to 98, I am
Take me to church…for a sick-ass choral performance tonight! Let’s hope I’m not at my halfway point. My dearest grandmother stuck it out until she was something like 94 years old–basically deaf, blind, immobile, yet entirely and maddeningly lucid, at least for her–and complained that she was just “loitering” by that point. At least she…
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End-of-year plague
Just a quick post to let everyone know that, at least in my neck of the woods, there’s a fairly heinous bug going ’round. I somehow picked it up last Sunday–when I felt great and walked around the city, enjoying the weather and plotting out my post about the city-transforming Taylor Swift weekend–because by Monday,…
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Daily Prompt: This one’s too easy
I live in downtown Vancouver: what do you think? There are massive differences between people who have a medical issue such as drug and alcohol addiction and are in desperate need of treatment and rehabilitation (resources are scarce and overburdened here, in fact, enabling addiction appears to be the treatment); a person with legitimate mental-health…
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“Giving Tuesday”: A report from the field
That’s the face I wore in Vancouver on Giving Tuesday. It was like hanging a Renoir in a Dadaist museum. Also, I’m not sure what Samsung filter is making my forehead look so enormous, but I’m determined to find it. One of the most satisfying things about having some of my writing online is being…
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Daily prompt: Decisions
I can’t answer this, because I haven’t had to make a hard decision. I am a decisive person, and when I make up my mind about something, that is that. Getting rid of poisonous friends in my life, dumping terrible partners, quitting a horrendous job, eliminating certain things from my diet, writing detailed or direct…
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Happy International Men’s Day!
That is, in fact, a young-ish Clive Owen. Something about this guy has always made me feel tingly, flushed, and indecent. Well, I’m not going to say too much about this day. It just reminds me of when I was a kid, and Mother’s Day and Father’s Day would roll around and my siblings and…
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Daily prompt (that I don’t tackle daily).
As you can see by the header pic, I’m currently reading a book called “The Game of Life and How to Play It.” I heard about it several months ago–I can’t remember where or how–and, intrigued, I decided to place a hold on it at the Vancouver Public Library. Surprisingly, there were about 8 people…
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When you keep forgetting you’re almost 50…it means you’re almost 50.
That, friends, is a picture from nearly 13 years ago. I was in the best shape of my life, having worked very hard on sobriety and my physical / mental health for an entire year, and wanted to photo document the outcome with the help of a friend in Victoria who was also an aspiring…
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I can’t stop laughing at American Democrats. (or, Trump Derangement Syndrome just went full supernova) UPDATED WITH FUN FOOTAGE!
Image taken from the never-dull, world-famous Democrat meltdown of 2016. I’d like to know how last night went for her! They got exactly what they deserved after the amount of vitriol, lies, seething, condemnation, brainwashing, manipulation, and outright hatred they have been peddling these last several months, from the mainstream media to the voters themselves. …
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The Bastardly Broth of the West End
I don’t ask for much in this world. I really don’t. I’m accustomed to living on very little money, so pricey material possessions have never factored into my life. I’ve known how it feels to completely bottom out on alcohol abuse–right down to having the shakes so badly, I rummage through my bag of empties…
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