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Day 3 (29th December)

2 more days to shut down this blog. This 100-day blog has been an experiment. It was not meant to be a daily journal because I already have one. It was intended to be reflective, a stream-of-consciousness narrative and I am not sure if I succeeded in that objective. Looking back, I find some of the entries mirroring my diary. When I started this blog, I was sceptical about daily updates. But they have happened almost everyday and I am quite pleased with my discipline. Now only if this can spill over into 2019. 
Research for the February column began today. Next year I will be writing 2 monthly columns. Will that leave me time for my book? If I don't write the book in 2019, it would most probably never happen. Columns work because of external deadline. Who will push the book? 

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