Constance Persephone

writing

  • Meeting with Merlin

    Fever dreams are my favorite, they can be so unhinged. A close second would be dreams I have when I’m…relaxed. While this short-story was not a dream, it was definitely inspired by it. A bit of backstory since this short story isn’t fully polished. When I say “I” this is referring to myself and the…

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  • Unsent

    It’s gotten to a point where I don’t see the value in complaining anymore. I never used to think of it as ‘complaining’ until recently but my mind is still made up, it’s pointless. Yet, I find myself incapable of doing anything else. When I’m short of breath and my sorrows are louder than my…

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  • Pretend You’re My Therapist

    Trigger Warning: There’s some adult language and honestly this might make you sad. I don’t care if you never read anything I write ever again if it means that you put you and your mental health first. I care about that more than views. I know I should probably seek professional advice but I’m putting…

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  • Changing the Words

    It’s always astonishing (even though that doesn’t feel like the right word), how changing even one word can change the impact of a statement. Maybe you add a word or swap for one that sounds more professional. You change what you actually want to say and what you mean for the sake of saying things…

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  • Setting Sail

    Can you imagine spending days thinking about making a blog, an hour or so creating one, finally sitting down to write your first post and you suddenly lose the ability to think? Typical. I thought I would introduce myself for this first post and give you the rundown on why I decided to make a…

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