It has been a while since I have updated my journal so I thought I would let everyone know that I am working on a major music project right now. I am excited because I am getting my songs officially produced.

If you want to check out my music and support the project, you can follow the links below.

Check out my Facebook Music Page: https://www.facebook.com/EmmaLeeDownsMusic

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Yep, 'nother one. This is an idea that came up a few years ago that I just never got around to even starting on, and at this point, I'm sure I just never will. To the literary catacombs we go!

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Quick update-refresh-whatever, wastelanders....

I've decided I wanted to add something else to the tops of the chapters.

For those who do not want to go through the previous entries again, please see the below. This is what has been shared so far.

My Dearest Subjects, here and abroad.
I never wanted to be revered. That was never my goal.

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The funny thing about procrastination is that sometimes it ends up wrapping back around into productivity.

It’d be nice if I could be productive in the directions that I aimed, but at least I’m getting something done.

Today includes a few stories from the RCL, as well as a couple stories that I previously read that didn’t quite merit a recommendation, along with a final story – one that I’ve put off reading since the Outside Insight contest all the way back in 2014.

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CLP
1481

The Glorious, Golden Voice of Zipporwhill
Recorded by the Flutter Record Company, Ponyville, Equestria.

SIDE 1
THAT OLD FEELING (Brown-Fain)
ON THE GOOD SHIP LOLLIPOP (from the film Bright Eyes) (Clare-Whiting)
SMILE (from the film Modern Times) (Chaplin-Parsons-Turner)
WHAT IN THE WORLD'S COME OVER YOU? (Scott)

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Fucking shit, I’m getting feeling self-conscious now that I’m writing the blog. I feel like I gotta meet some expectations or something – which is mighty weird, let me tell you. Usually I write blogs like I break wind in a classroom: whatever happens, happens, and if people look at you weird you just do the fingergun thing and crack a joke. Fuck it, I smell anyway, so who’s gonna care.

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