S. A. Crawford
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Writer, reader, life-long student - being brave and finally taking the plunge by publishing some articles and fiction pieces.
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The Perfectionist Diaries - 4
On June 24th I realized it was precisely four months until my birthday - my 30th birthday. And yes, I know 30 is still young, 30 is the beginning of life; I've heard time and time again that it's when we begin to hit our stride. Nonetheless, I was faced with the realization that I was nowhere near where I wanted to be by this point in my life. Which is chronically like me; I am one of nature's cautious creatures. I take my time.
By S. A. Crawford2 years ago in Confessions
Count Dracumite
Tongue sticking from between milk teeth, I carefully dragged a steaming tea bag across the paper; I wanted it to look old. I wanted it to have the 'mysterious book found in an old library, filled with secrets' kind of feeling. My mum sometimes tells people I am a born writer; this is not true. I am a born storyteller - writing, as a hobby and daily pursuit, came long after this moment.
By S. A. Crawford3 years ago in Writers
AI Generated Content: a Freelance Writers Perspective
Let's be clear; I don't hate AI generated content, but I have been wary and suspicious of it from the start. This has led many people I know to joke that I'm a Luddite... which is ironic considering that some of the Luddites points of concern were:
By S. A. Crawford3 years ago in Journal
The Earth is Singing
To choose one life changing book seems like an impossible thing, but when you lay out your life so far and pin the books you remember in place like moths it's easy to see which are the main contenders. For me, one stood out like a beacon; it taught me something horrid. Something that changed the way I look at the past.
By S. A. Crawford3 years ago in BookClub
Beer Money. Runner-Up in Chapters Challenge. Top Story - August 2023.
Masters Degree secured, job quit, full-time writing career underway, the first part of my revenge was almost complete. Who cared if I was a fat, ambitious, opinionated motherfucker? Well, him obviously, but who else?
By S. A. Crawford3 years ago in Chapters
Poetry Corner
Poetry has always been a part of my life; ask me for a memory related to poetry and I'll give you a hundred. Sitting on my Grans knee reading The Tyger with tea and toast in the early morning, reading Invictus for the first time in the pit of depression... understanding the serenity that death can bring after reading Immortality. It's all one big tapestry.
By S. A. Crawford3 years ago in Journal
