My writing has been called a lot of things, but jarring? That said, author 3 is of course right 🥹

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Creativity’s Healing Power

I was scrolling through a friend’s blog and hit this line that just stopped me cold: “Art is to console those who are broken by life.” Van Gogh really nailed it, didn’t he?

Maybe you’re painting. Maybe you’re carving out a poem that barely makes sense or typing up a story while the world sleeps. Doesn’t matter in the slightest. Sometimes creativity sneaks up on you and hands you something to grip, right when you didn’t even know you needed it.

Writers totally get this. There’s so much silence, so much just staring at the wall and rummaging through your own thoughts. Most days, you wonder if anyone else will even care about what you’re tossing out there. You spill these weird, honest bits of yourself on the page, throw them out like breadcrumbs, hoping somebody picks one up. That risk makes it real. The words take off—no telling where they’ll land—sometimes right where they’re needed most, and you’ll probably never find out.

Stories pull us together. Whether you’re writing about heartbreak, joy, panic—when you hit a clean, true line, it’s like someone just reached across the distance and handed you their hand. Sometimes a story gives you shelter—a safe little corner—both for the reader and, honestly, for the writer too.

It’s not just what gets read. Writers get something back. Wrestling a heap of confusing feelings into a paragraph—something happens. You face stuff you’ve been sidestepping for years. Now and then, you spot something about yourself you hadn’t seen before. Blank pages aren’t just mirrors; they’re windows. Sometimes you catch a glimpse of yourself, sometimes someone else. You always walk away changed, even if only a little.

That’s what writing really is. We patch together all our weird, messy pieces into this massive quilt about what it feels like to live. Every poem, essay, even the stuff you hate—yep, it still matters. Some parts shout, some barely breathe, but every stitch adds something.

So just keep at it. Write when it feels like breathing, and especially when it doesn’t. You honestly never know—someone out there could be waiting for your exact words.

Art was never about getting everything right. At its root, it’s about making contact. Every time it happens, even fleetingly, there’s relief, understanding, and always—just a flicker of hope.

Since you’ve gotten another puzzle piece for your creative jig-saw—Put it all together with those darn keys! Until next week—Blessings and Peace!

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Zotero has been updated to version 9, with a focus on enhancing the software's group collaboration features.

#Zotero #AcademicWriting

https://www.zotero.org/blog/zotero-9/

In which I won an award on the day of publication. Can you do that, too? #AcademicWriting #AcademicChatter #tbp

https://www.kai-arzheimer.com/hey-look/

That feeling that you can't do the writing, so you continue to read, while worrying the writing won't ever come – and you're worried enough that you can't think about working on anything else – and then the levee breaks... And you CAN do the writing, after all.

#AmWriting #AcademicWriting

Hey Fedi #academicchatter / #research people,

What are you using (or considering) as Overleaf alternatives? The writing has been on the wall with overleaf in terms of enshitification for a while now, and I'd rather have a headstart. Also, I am not publishing or reviewing with Elsevier/RELX, so should get rid of Overleaf at some point anyhow.

I've dabbled in hosting https://github.com/overleaf/overleaf myself, but I'd rather pay an ok company to stand up this type of tooling for me, to be honest.

#academicwriting #LaTex #overleaf

Exploring the Boundless Creativity of the Mind

In the silence of my mind words and phrases run rampantly as though on a super highway of thought. Exuberant are the many ideas that insight my vocabulary palate. Yet I am somehow aloof to how unmanageable this authoric predator lurking inside of me is, by just randomly giving suggestive ideas that come from seemingly nowhere. And the dots have to be connected in order to be deemed digestable to the reader. Help!

In case you’re wondering, this is not the ravings of a deranged person, just my waking thoughts. While simultaneously writing a poem for the Poetry Corner. This mental multi-tasking as I back away and observe—puts me in a place of mysterious wonderment.

How amazing is the creative mind — it can be on an exotic escavation in Egypt while trying to runaway from the everyday madness we call life, into another rabbit hole of mystery that is yet to be discovered.

In my short analysis, I have come to find that creativeness has no limits. No matter the realm you are in. Boundless, beautiful, and bountiful; rather intentional or not, is what keeps the real writer moving along with pen in hand.

Now that you’ve gotten some more power to propel…Get back to those darn keys and create! Until next week…Blessings and Peace!

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Research paper writers, idea, who about you devote the abstract to tell us what you found (and what it might mean) rather than what you did*?
(not like there is an entire section in the paper for the letter)

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*Does not apply to method papers