*hanging onto tree, Regency gown whipping wildly* IT IS A TRUTH UNIVERSALLY ACKNOWLEDGED THAT A STORM IN POSSESSION OF 50 MPH WINDS MUST BE IN WANT OF A NAME

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October 22nd. Lydia Fairchild. Died on 2nd February 1885.

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Unsolicited writing advice, no. 1: Writing is about making a connection. It’s a dialogue between a writer and their readers, based on shared experience and humanity. Whatever gets in the way of that, be it AI, or ego, or a lack of regard and understanding for the readership, diminishes your writing.

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And this morning the Shed is a wind chime, caught among the brambles…

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POV: describing Earth colours to an eyeless alien. Green is the colour of leaves when it's hot. Brown is the colour of earth. Also leaves when they're dead. Yellow is the colour of flames. Red's the colour of hot ashes. You also get both on leaves when it's colder. Look, we just like leaves, ok?

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