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A-Z Blogging Challenge Theme Reveal


Hey everyone!

April is almost upon us and it reminds me of my childhood summer vacations, visiting my cousins in different cities, playing with them and watching movies late into the nights, brunches, more outdoor skips and hops and when the boiling sun drove us indoors, how the tangy, icy lemonade pitchers awaited us. 

April is also about April showers, new beginnings and of late —the month of blogging!

I'm excited to announce that I'll be participating in the A-Z April Blogger Challenge, starting on April 1st! This challenge is all about pushing myself to create new content, connect with fellow bloggers, and have immense fun while doing it.

Throughout the month, I'll be posting daily(except on Sundays) on a variety of topics, ranging from personal reflections to mixed random bags of thoughts especially bordering on memoirs and non fiction. That's something I excel in apart from writing fantasy and the paranormal. 

2025 will see my blog Sanguine Allegory bustling with the documentation of slices of my life—sometimes bone weary and limp, sometimes brimming with life, some drivel, some venting, some expectations which were met and achieved, disappointments which I didn't let get to me, lessons learned and wisdom gained.

26 straight days of writing and gathering myself into the folds of the blogging world is a tough cookie but ain't I made of tougher stuff! I’d like to drill that affirmation into each of my productive day as I delve into my reminiscing in alphabetical order A-Z.

I'm looking forward to sharing my journey with all of you.

If you're interested in joining the challenge or just want to follow along, I'd love to have you participate in this challenge with me as well! Let's get ready for a month of creativity, inspiration, and connection.

Stay tuned for my first post on April 1st!

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  1. Eagerly waiting!

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  2. Is this your first time Sangeetha - if so welcome, good luck and looking forward to reading...
    https://how-would-you-know.com/2025/03/a-to-z-2025-theme-reveal.html

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    1. Hello and good morning Frewin🌞, this is my second run on the challenge. Last year my theme was on Fantasy wherein I had submitted short stories and poems.
      Good luck to you too. I'll definitely be visiting you.

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  3. This sounds like fun, Sangeetha! Your topic is right up my alley. I will definitely be visiting in April.
    Here's a link to my Theme Reveal: https://josna.wordpress.com/2025/03/19/blogging-from-a-to-z-in-2025-my-theme-and-your-suggestions/

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    1. Thank you Josna. Good luck 🍀 for the challenge

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