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gaelikaa's soliliquy - Blog Takeover Day

so there i was roaming around as if in a distant dream thinking that the fun website which analysed my writing style as resembling that of james joyce has a lot to answer for because after all i never write a single thing about sex or heavy breathing or anything like that in spite of the fact that id quite like to write romantic fiction but im just not good at it but then again there's the work to be done you know what i mean the kids to feed and send out to school the man to get out to work and earn a crust for us to live on not to mention the various cultural and social adventures one encounters as an expat day in day out not to mention the veritable gorgon of a mother in no scratch that out it just wont do what if someone saw this for whom it was not intended and got offended one more problem to add to the many well if you want to write you have to get your work done first thats all there is to it but ill say this much my daily round of deeds and days provide me with quite a lot of experiences from which to draw inspiration to put pen to paper or should i say fingers to computer although having what could possibly be called an irish voice is great but im like a fish out of water here i just dont know whats going  on at home in the ould sod at all given the fact that its been a dozen years since i set foot over there and heaven knows when i will again so what should i write about im out of touch with irish life and im not indian so where who and what should i write about well being expat didnt stop joyce from becoming a literary giant and i have a huge one up on him given the fact that he never had a blog so there

This post was written to join in Blog Takeover Day hosted by Sally Quilford over at Quiller's Place.  To join in,  write your blog post in another person/character's voice and link up.  Apologies to James Joyce who provided the inspiration for the above post.

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