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eradioindia · 7 months ago
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What is press release | How to create a press release
What is press release: प्रेस विज्ञप्ति किसी कम्पनी, व्यक्ति विशेष अथवा संगठन द्वारा पत्रकारों को दिया जाने वाला एक घोषणा पत्र होता है जिसमें उसके नये उत्पादों, नई जानकारियों का पूरा विवरण होता है। इसके माध्यम से कोई भी सूचना सर्वसाधारण व्यक्तियों तक पहुंचाई जाती है। प्रेस विज्ञप्ति एक शक्तिशाली संचार उपकरण है जो वर्तमान में डिजिटल रूप में SEO को बेहतर बना सकती है और मीडिया कवरेज प्रदान कर सकती…
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fanfiction-obsession · 5 months ago
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Carl is big on ao3. He has one fic and it’s a 125,542 word long novel that he updates weekly about his two gay ocs and their tumultuous enemies to lovers relationship.
It’s based entirely on Perry the Platypus’ relationship with Heinz Doofenshmirtz.
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nostalgicfun · 4 months ago
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My boss called me into her office to teach me how to use a new platform, but had to take a call immediately after I sat down. So while she was talking, I pulled up a document to take the notes on and got everything ready. I generally make my personal notes tacky/gaudy/otherwise fun to look at since I'm the only one who sees them but may need to occasionally open them up to refer to them.
After hanging up the phone, she turned, looked at my screen, and said "What is that."
And I'm like "whenever I take notes that I know for a fact no one else will ever need a copy of, I pretty them up :)"
She just shook her head and said "Don't worry about doing all that."
"Oh, I know, I do it for me! It makes learning more-"
"Yeah, just don't do that."
Well okay I didn't know whimsy was banned on my personal devices now
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barufisher · 7 months ago
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we know EA interfered a lot with veilguard, i definitely do attribute the "sanitization" of the setting directly to EA's meddling, i even think to some extent taash's quest and the corporate representation feel of it all was influenced heavily by EA and not just weekes. and i think a lot of the companions being so shallow and their quests feeling half-baked is also mostly due to time constraints and rewrites/cut content-- the writers genuinely did do the best they could with what they had, and i feel for them and their frustrations. but. there are also just a lot of really bad decisions made elsewhere, too. like i said the racism has always been present in these games and it's always been a problem, it's literally baked into the worldbuilding, though i can definitely agree that some of it was potentially made worse specifically in veilguard due to constant rewrites and the loss of context and cohesion, but like... it was always there to begin with... and it's not "unfair" for players to point this out.
both things can be true-- EA absolutely fucked these people over, and we shouldn't be speculating conspiracy theory-type shit about the writers hating fans or whatever when we know. we know EA interfered, we know there were creative differences, we know they ruthlessly laid off a lot of the people that poured their blood, sweat, and tears into this game! EA is both stupid and actively malicious, they get no sympathy from me. veilguard absolutely is a casualty of the current state of the gaming industry. and i also think there were a lot of poor writing decisions made independently of that as well, that are fair to criticize and question. a lot of these problems are the same problems we've seen in every single DA game, and this consistency makes it clear this is not just an issue with corporate overreach.
but i really feel for everyone involved with making this game, this shit was clearly a very long and tiring fight, i can't even imagine the kind of constant corporate shitstorm they had to deal with for ten fucking years, and personally there is no NDA in the world that would keep me from talking shit. so these guys are stronger than me lol
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thewriteadviceforwriters · 27 days ago
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hunysckle · 5 months ago
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almost reblogged a post with an entirely unrelated rant in the tags and realized my mutual and op don't need that in their notifs
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taylortruther · 9 months ago
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hi! i think I remember you following anne helen peterson and i really enjoyed her post today - so pertinent to what you were discussing on here last week! i wondered if you had any thoughts, if you’ve read it? always appreciate your perspective rae!
yes, i did read it, and i thought it was okay! i feel like ahp's coverage of taylor is always lacking insight compared to some of her other pieces, or maybe it's because i know too much. i think it's balanced enough but i think the whole "maybe taylor is talking to brittany about her politics" idea is a little optimistic? naive? for me. i believe in talking about people close to you about their politics, and trying to change their minds, because, again, allyship can be found in unlikely places... but i also know how hard and often fruitless it is, and i also don't find it helpful to assume that's what's going on with taylor and brittany.
however, i do appreciate ahp saying that having this conversation via taylor swift is difficult because when taylor swift is criticized for everything, people (esp white women) take it very personally. when they say, "nothing taylor does will be good enough," they're often (not always) saying, "nothing we do will be good enough." reminds me of the ever-relevant alex avila video essay i summarized a few weeks back.
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mummer · 5 months ago
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have bumped up my production from 500 words a night to 1000 words a night. just ten million billion left to go
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asinglesock · 10 months ago
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just realized my fatal flaw and the great struggle of possibly the rest of my life. while watching a cdrama.
#a sock speaks#local construction#fundamentally I lack the confidence needed to be a writer or a teacher#on the one hand I can't brazen my way out of this by pretending to be confident. I need to actually have the knowledge and skills I claim.#on the other hand I can't just say I'll be confident once I have more knowledge and experience. I have a master's degree!#I want to get more school but more school on its own will not fix this#I've let opportunities pass by because I was depressed. I didn't see how I could be enough for them.#or I was too tired (because I was depressed)#but sometimes it's bc I'm not sure if trying would make things better or worse (that one's on the OCD more than depression)#it makes sense that I lack confidence because of inexperience. but I can only gain experience by going for it. doing things badly is good.#it makes sense that I'm scared to face criticism. I've faced my whole community against me.#I've been stuck at someone's house debating scripture for hours with a migraine and no food. I think that was mildly traumatic for me.#but in most cases I am physically safe and the physical fear is irrational. I can work on this with some gentle exposure therapy.#but I need to bring together the effort to organize my thoughts and the bravado to hold my ground in an argument#and I can only build up this confidence with practice. I need to write. I need to do public speaking.#I'd need a platform for speaking (I'd hate to do a podcast or vlog but it'd be good for me)#but I should write! why am I not writing more? I need to write. writing is the way forward#several years ago I was in such deep despair with life that in order to survive I told myself#that I just had to survive. I didn't have to achieve anything or prove myself in any way as long as I stayed alive#and I went to grad school in Georgia not because I saw a path to a career in biblical studies but because school made me want to be alive#(extremely bizarre case of grad school not being the problem. I know.)#I know I missed a lot of benefits I could've had if I'd been mentally healthy when I went. but it's okay because it kept me going#I can go back to school or not go back. do biblical studies or do something else. I don't have big expectations for myself#but as my mental health improves it occurs to me that I COULD do more if only I believed it was worth the effort#I don't need to fear failure when the alternative was not even attempting it#I need to write. I need to write. I need to write.#I'm thinking I might start a newsletter or blog or something. some Bible stuff and some church/social commentary. just kind of open ended.
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mindfulhavens · 1 year ago
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I find it amusing that “chemistry” between two people is literally biochemical interactions in our brains that drive feeling.
We choose the people that make us feel the most ourselves.
And in the absence of this person, I pray you to find the courage to be alone, as it is better to be alone than with the wrong person.
Oh, but how would be distinguish between love and chemistry?
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sweetfirebird · 1 year ago
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Unrelated to the last post but also The Jump Off came on and Lil Kim said 200-fucking-3 (well actually someone else says it but it's her song) and now I am forced to deal with the fact that it has been twenty fucking years since that song came out and I was an overworked underpaid two-jobs person struggling to finish the "lengthy" original slash story that brought me to this. Which is a weird thing to get from a song like The Jump Off.
Anyway, shake up the dice. Throw down your ice. Bet it all, player, fuck the price. Money ain't a thing throw it out like rice. Been around the world cop the same thing twice. Rub on my tits squeeze on my ass gimme some UH step on the gas. Pop the cork and roll up the hash you know what we about sex drugs and cash.
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queer-crusader · 2 years ago
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Oh today is gonna suck huh
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What Merging of Fable & Everand Mean to Indie Authors
Early reflection and perspectives from an indie author on how this strategic merger empowers book authors to reach engaged, censorship-free audiences across borders. Publishing Case Study #137 Are you a book author looking to reach a broader audience through a proven system supported by a like-minded community? Are you an aspiring writer who wants to publish your first book within 3 months with…
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loverscrossmp3 · 1 month ago
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reflections on hope, & its stickiness
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antiquemoonn · 4 months ago
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"reflecting on life"
a timeloop of boredom and writers block led me to this clueless ramble so enjoy!!!
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prlssprfctn · 5 months ago
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Damian wakes up, startled. He doesn't remember what he saw in his dreams, and he is not sure what caused him to feel so anxious, but he knows what to do. The routine is easy and comforting; he just needs to find his brother Jason. So, he goes.
His bare feet against the cold floor is soundless, making no sound, and he keeps rubbing his eyes until he sees one of the doors open. It must be Jason. He always keeps the door of his room open, just in case.
There is a dim light in the room, a small lamp on the desk, where the stakes of paper are stored, and Jason is here, as tall and huge as always, tapping on his feet in an attempt to concentrate, while twirling a pen between his fingers. He is either reading or working on something else: writes down memories, afraid of them slipping away due to the Lazarus Pit hammering in his temples all the time.
Damian yawns and steps closer, tapping on his back.
'Akhi Jason,' he calls hoarsely. The body freezes, almost surprised — he is not supposed to; Jason hears him from the corridor, even if he is the most soundless kid in the whole world. 'I want to sleep.'
He never says he sees nightmares or that he is scared — just that. It always works.
Expect, this time it doesn't.
'What did you say?' Brother asks, his voice sounding so unusually stiff.
'Jason,' he repeats, more irritated this time. 'I said, I want to—'
When Jason turns around, Damian instinctively staggers back, his eyes widening.
The man in front of him is not Jason.
And for a second, Damian is panicking, until-
Until he doesn't remind himself that he is not home anymore. He is in the Wayne Manor, with his father.
With his father that looks exactly like his brother, only older, without scars, marring his face, and without a white streak that makes him look like a bird.
'Damian,' his father calls, slightly shaken. 'How do you know Jason?'
He swallows down. He is not supposed to tell about his brother. They instructed him not to.
But father has a familiar desperation in his eyes, the same one Jason had, when he was pacing around the room, muttering something incoherent, the cut out from newsletters photos of Bruce Wayne with Tim Drake in his hands, and-
And Damian shrugs.
'He is my brother,' he says, almost too innocently; because if he is going to be clueless about it, then what others will have to tell him? 'He stayed with a grandfather. It is a shame.'
Almost as if he doesn't understand what all of this implies.
'I was sleepy,' he adds. 'And got confused. My apologises, father. I shall return to my bedroom.'
Bruce stares, stares, and stares. And then, rubs his face with his hands, exhausted.
'I'll tuck you in. Let's go,' and a second later, with his voice sounding so familiarly small, just like how Jason's sounded when he first acknowledged him as his brother, he adds: 'Can you tell me more about your brother, Damian?'
And Damian tells him, of course.
He is not surprised to see the result of his work the next week.
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