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If the artist does not fling himself, without reflecting, into his work, as Curtis flung himself into the yawning gulf, as the soldier flings himself into the enemy's trenches, and if, once in this crater, he does not work like a miner on whom the walls of his gallery have fallen in; if he contemplates difficulties instead of overcoming them one by one...he is simply looking on at the suicide of his own talent.
— Honore de Balzac

This Five Star Friday roundup is brought to you by an ageing mother, failed expectations, an alternate use for a chicken nugget, camping, farting, self-acceptance, the cool kids, finding yourself,

Challenge Day

, mortality, social media, quitting, a crush, and ideas.

If you've written something good, please share it in the comments. Braggarts welcome!

Happy Friday!

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Standing Tall

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Hanner Cymraes... Means Half Welsh Woman

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Saturday you walk to the letter box, it takes time, but your mum makes it there and back. Very slowly, and so terribly afraid she might fall. But that's her limit. In the afternoon, she curls up in the chair for a nap. You watch her lined face soften. Her body balled up and old in the green recliner chair. You wonder where she's gone, that woman who used to be nine feet tall. The one who coped after you emigrated, though her husband failed to adjust. The mum who stood up to bullies and nasty teachers and then turned around and insisted you always be polite. The one who came to Melbourne, time and again, when your own children were little, who sent you money and flowers, just to buck you up.

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All Undone

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Pretty All True

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Video: I Quit

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Knotty Yarn

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Flashes Before Your Eyes

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Awkwardly Social

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I don’t often think about the end. We will get there when we get there and I’m ashamed that there are days when I wish I could get there sooner, but most days I am glad I’m laughing and crying and strong and weak and here. It’s so short. We’re here so briefly.

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Personal Training-Session 1 - Goal: Don't Pass Gas

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jenniefromthe603

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Skirt!

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Reputation: Safeguarding Your Equity In Social Media

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Notes to Self

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The Cool Kids

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Stop Motion Verbosity

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There are no Cool Kids.
It’s true. It really is. What some people peg as “cool” is just people who have nothing much to prove, don’t bother sweating the littler things and are all right with being themselves and they can laugh at themselves. That’s it, that’s the whole secret.

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Pendulum

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Raising Zoeyjane

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Crossing the Line

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Mocha Momma

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Nature Boy

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Sweet Juniper!

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I never went camping as a kid. My dad had a saying: "Until somebody can explain to me why I would want to pay a fee to sleep on the ground, get bit by mosquitoes all night, pee in the dark, and eat lousy food in front of a fire when I could get a hotel room for $40 and eat dinner in a booth at an actual restaurant, we're not going camping." The thing is, you never could explain it to him, because halfway through any paean to the simple joys of a campfire and a can of beans or the stars above and the sounds of the forest in the middle of the night, his mind was already wandering to what was on HBO at the nearest Red Roof Inn and what the nightly special was at the Sizzler.

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When Your Nethers Itch: A Cautionary Tale Involving Chicken Nuggets

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Shauna Glenn

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The Bad Moms Club

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Refined By the Fire

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Schmutzie.com

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Practice Crush

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Bacon Is My Enemy

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...I may still not know if I have what it takes to make a relationship last though – I have a wandering eye, I have a secret obsession with celebrity gossip blogs and Jay-Z and I am terribly clumsy in most situations. I drink my coffee black and my bourbon neat, which is considered unladylike in many parts of this country. And sadly, I’m stubborn and have an enormous ego when I am not suffering from moments of self-doubt. I am a hot mess. But after growing up the way I did, raising a kid and being alone, I know what love means. I also know what it does not. And I am good at love.

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Ideas and Arms

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B. Hockey J.

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