(Sometimes) Daily Notes

Square peg

Today marks another reboot. I did Pilates and bought books, exercising my sagging arse in the morning and my shrinking mind in the afternoon. I nearly bought a book called The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck. The first page amused me. But then I read chapter one in its entirety and found the…
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When teeth ache

It’s something to guard against, aching teeth. Not with flossing or expensive dental work but with breathing, relaxing, letting go. By mid morning, every morning at the moment, my mouth is unhappy. When I pause to examine I find my molars are clamped shut, grinding, my jaw locked with bottom teeth rammed tight against the…
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Carrying a torch

The Husband and Uncle Mark are cooing over a torch, the latest in a long line of illumination tools to clutter my kitchen shelves. With living room lights dimmed, the boys are wonderstruck by the intense blue beam streaming from the slender cylinder. It’s not hard to imagine them as children, mucking about in the ‘boys…
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Contrast this

There’s a certain selection bias in these notes.  It’s much easier to wax lyrical about a day full of activity, a day where stuff gets done and to-do lists shrink and there are compelling verbs and colour to play with. Days spent in Hong Kong in lounges and bars and restaurants. On days like to today…
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Gone awry

“Mum. We have to leave in 15 minutes.” This was not a 6:15am alarm, just The Ballerina waking me to drive her to weekly choir practice. The school timetable has no respect for a writer’s night owl habits. So I dragged my wretched carcass from its covers, pulled on shorts and sneakers and drove her, through bleary…
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Apple cake and a blanket

It feels like January. The good intentions rekindled on holidays still shape my days (headaches notwithstanding). Today I ate spinach and blueberries and cut up a pineapple. I made bolognaise sauce from scratch – with vegies in it. And I’m writing, albeit in the dead of night when I should be asleep. Boy shopping Even with plans and…
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copywriting me

Angela Bensted is Brisbane-based freelance writer who likes to listen first and struggle with syntax later. She pitches stories to magazines, sometimes successfully, and helps businesses produce compelling copy for print and online.

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