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Just in case

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 As I'm writing this, I'm just from listening to a song called just in case ( I kind of forgot the artists name) then ikavunja the creative block nilikuwa nayo kama venye that squirrel huwa inavunja that acorn imekuwa ikichase for the longest time ever (Kama hauget, go watch Ice Age).  Anyway, najua mmeona hii kwa most action or horror movie or series. Kuna ngori fulani in the horizon imetokea, there's a slim chance of the protagonist and their group or person they are with to survive. Tunaonyeshwa scene ya the protagonist akiwa na touching moment yake with the loved ones or someone close. Alafu utapata most times hio scene hukuwa na some emotional music playing in the background.  Kind of last moments kind of vibe because they don't know if they'll survive whatever lies ahead of them. It's a very heartfelt moment before they charge off to deal with whatever shit has been thrown their way. An apocalypse of zombies or monsters, stupid people with guns, you name i...
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Thoughts on (The Catcher in the Rye)

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                         It's a classic but with a heavy dose of notoriety within American culture considering the period it was published. You can Google or ChatGPT the controversies around it.  I had my own share of its intrigue when I first came across it, way back on campus. I still remember that encounter quite vividly like it was yesterday. There were the three of us around a table having some drinks after a difficult CAT. Sharing the table was my room mate, best friend. I will call him Y. To complete the table was X, a mutual lady friend whom I perceived to be a deep thinker.  Lying on the table was a collection of three books Y had just acquired to dilute the stress of academic reading. The first book was The Fountainhead. That's the first time I knew Ayn Rand was a lady and not a man. I can't seem to recall the second book but the top one was definitely, The Catcher in the Rye. Y was more into philosop...
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Absurdity of it

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                  I was in this virtual space with creatives, creative writers to be specific, you know what they say about birds of a feather, don't you? We were in this virtual space discussing different issues here and there when someone happened to pose this to the rest of us Can we play a little?   I'm tired of typing, my nails are becoming red. H ow many of you have asked yourself this?  “Am I actually doing the right thing?” “Is this story worth telling?” I must confess the more I make my story sound emotional, the more it's sounding like a comedy pi ece.   I related to it so much. I had been crafting a story to submit to a certain writing competition. I had been sitting on it for a while. It didn't have anything to do with creativity or writer's block, far from it. It could be the imposter syndrome creeping in, the vulnerability expressed by what I was penning, or how I was second-guessing everything I wrote.  One...
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