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I sat on the porch swing this evening listening to David Gray and watching the cardinal couple dine at the feeder. Just as the sun slipped below the trees, I felt myself slipping, too, into worry about the future. But right away I hit the brakes and scrambled back up to reality. It hit me…
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June 3 will mark the 4th anniversary of my first blog post. I started blogging because, as I write in my "About" section up above… "Diaries, letters, and scrapbooks became journals, writing classes and essays became Long Hollow (and a few fictional works in progress…) But come to find out, what started as an outlet for my journaling…
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Tomorrow will mark four days in a row I didn't have to report to one job or another. That's a record. When I say "job", I'm not talking about working on my book or photography, but at one of those hourly paying gigs that help feed our bank account. When I envisioned these four wide…
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My kids are off adventuring this weekend. I'm living vicariously through them. That's my right as their mother, isn't it? The oldest and his love are in San Diego… yesterday they caught a glimpse of a migrating grey whale while kayaking! The other two are off caving, separately. One in Austin and one a bit…
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When my friend Darla mentioned having a birthday party for me, I agreed only because it was a good excuse for a get-together with dear friends from high school. "No presents, though!" I told her. "Make sure you tell everyone 'no presents'"! I knew she would still go crazy on food and decorating… she's a…
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"Our mother was a witch, too, but she hid it better. I miss her." That's how Born Wicked by Jessica Spotswood opens, and I was hooked right away. One of the best openings I've ever read! She says so much in so few words. Unfortunately, the book went downhill from there for me. If I…
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I started substitute teaching again. Three years ago I started a (mostly) full-time job and, except for Voting Day and a couple of quick visits to talk about writing to students, I didn't step a foot into the schools during that time. I missed it, and I'm so grateful the district accepted me as a sub…
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I haven't blogged in a whole week. I think that's a record. Snippets and ideas for posts have popped in my head – random words are scribbled on scraps of paper all over the house and in the car – but I haven't been able to stop long enough to work them into full posts.…
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Right after work this evening, I drove straight to a stranger's house. Seven of us sat around a dining room table, munching on queso, chips and gluten-free brownies, discussing our 'babies' – the collection of words we've poured our hearts into for longer than we want to remember. Our babies range from picture book to…
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Those things, good Lord, that we pray for, give us the grace to labor for. ~St. Thomas More It's inside of me. I can feel it pushing, trying to stretch and uncurl its petals, this flower of mine. This flower of Me. Some days it's stronger than others and I feel it's almost there,…
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