Category Archives: writing a book

Writing My Book

I got up on time today (5 a.m.) and read my emails and watched a little TV before I said my prayers. Then I just decided to write. I wrote quite a bit yesterday, and it was an emotionally charged … Continue reading

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My Reality Show

If I were to produce a reality show, it would be about my life. Like my book, it would be about an American woman who was born and raised according to American values and Western culture and then adopted Islam … Continue reading

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What’s The Single Most Important Thing You Accomplished in 2010?

What’s the single most important thing I accomplished in 2010? That’s a very good question. I gave it some thought and I think that the single most important thing I accomplished is adopting Islam as my way of life. The … Continue reading

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Dream-Like, or Nightmare

I woke very early this morning–somewhere around 3:15 a.m. No particular reason; just awoke. I read a bit in Deserts and Mountains, took a shower, wrote in my morning pages book (have been neglecting writing my book, however). I felt … Continue reading

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What A Wasted Day!

Where did this day go? What a waste! I just camped out on the couch and played trivia games, because my allergies are still bad. I did read a couple of chapters in my Sister Fidelma book. I loaded too … Continue reading

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