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Daily Prompt: The Heat Is On

Today’s Daily Post:

Do you thrive under pressure or crumble at the thought of it? Does your best stuff surface as the deadline approaches or do you need to iterate, day after day to achieve something you’re proud of? Tell us how you work best.

This is what I look like when I can't seem to find the right ending.  (http://group2berwick.wordpress.com/visual-art/)

How I brainstorm at the start of a two week deadline.


















When I was in college, I’d sometimes be up at 4 AM the morning a paper (or even a poem) was due, tapping away furiously at my computer; usually, this is when my best work poured out onto the screen. For some, deadlines are a relief, a “thank goodness I have five days to complete this daunting task” sort of feeling. For others, like myself, it’s a different kind of happiness; it means we can do whatever we want for four days, and on the fifth day we shall write the poem. Or the paper. Or create the PowerPoint, or whatever.

Personally, being given time to brainstorm and piece something together is more like an unnecessary torture. It allows me space to second guess myself, bounce between ideas and obsess over which path to take. With three days to go my mind would be wandering to that glass of wine and that favorite show that’s on, not to hunkering down at my desk and getting shit done. Oh, and froyo. Mmm.

But when there’s only hours to go before my piece is expected to drop into someone’s lap, I work. I can be expected to focus on nothing else except the task at hand, and the pressure of time has allowed only one idea to rise to the surface of my fast-paced brain with no distractions, and no room to question whether or not this was my best idea or not. It’s like an imaginary gun has been held to my head – FINISH NOW, or no more froyo. Ever. Or wine. (I’d write a novel in an hour if I had to.)

How do you work best? 


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Daily Post: Syncing the Selves

Look in the mirror. Does the person you see match the person you feel like on the inside? How much stock do you put in appearances?


I’ve blogged about body image before; when something sits on your shoulder from the time you wake to the time you close your eyes, how can it not wiggle its way into your writing? My feelings about myself are on my tongue, in my fingertips, in my hips when I’m shimmying into a pair of jeans.

So, does that girl I see in the mirror match the girl in my chest? Sometimes. Only sometimes. They like to tango back and forth, one rising to the surface while the other sleeps for a while. I could catch my reflection in the kitchen window and smile at how my hair curves just above my eyebrows that day. But then, the lights inside could simultaneously be off and that version of me just below the skin could be stumbling blindly around trying not to stub her toe on anything.

Other times I find myself glowing so brightly I’d swear you could see the sun behind my eyes, but looking in the mirror you’d only guess I was hurting. Straight lips, slumped shoulders, bad hair, bad outfit. I like the way I look just after a shower, fresh faced. Thankfully the mirror above the medicine cabinet doesn’t allow for anything I wouldn’t like to look at. Being short has its perks. Out of sight, out of mind. Sometimes.

It’ll be a forever-struggle, desperately trying to sync up those two layers of self. Once in a while there is a glimpse of that girl – a complete 360 of courage, confidence, happiness. It’s like the possessed, floundering in moments the Devil loses his grip and allows them to break through and cry for help, before going under again. Maybe that’s a bit much, but you get the point. For some it’s that serious.

As for stock in personal appearances? I fully believe that how you look on the outside is sometimes a reflection of how you feel on the inside. I also believe that we sometimes cover what we believe is inner ugliness with nice clothing and lots of lipstick (if you’re a woman…but even if you’re not, too!). But who doesn’t immediately feel somewhat better when they slip into a cute outfit?

I want to embrace my imperfections and rename them as gifts that are only mine to have.


Nicole Marie

How do you feel when you look in the mirror? How do you feel on the inside? Is it a perfect match?



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