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On Rejection

What is currently playing over at V’s Place, my new online home: “I discovered that rejections are not altogether a bad thing. They teach a writer to rely on his own judgment and to say in his heart of hearts, … Continue reading

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The Not-So-Secret Society

“Shoes!” someone said. “Death,” said another. “Ha ha!” said a third. “Are you in?” Stephen gave it a name. Heidi gave it a face. I’m giving it a good going over because I don’t write short stories 10,000 words long. … Continue reading

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What are you spending all that time dreaming for, Dorothy?

This is writing. This is what matters. In the northern California Redwoods nearly 7 years ago, we rented an unremarkable cabin. There was a small bathroom with a shower, a main room with a T.V. and bed, a kitchen in … Continue reading

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Throw me Thursday: What they didn’t say

I spread creamy peanut butter and bumbleberry jam on whole wheat tortillas to toast on the griddle; shred carrots, slice and steam them; core apples–sometimes red, sometimes green– and pour small cups of milk. Tomorrow, I will make stacks of … Continue reading

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Throw me Thursday: Ma Bell

It’s Ma’s 75th birthday. She wins. It’s snowing today, only soft wisps flick down past my window as if I’m in a holiday made-for-TV movie, something on Lifetime maybe, about daughters and mothers. In this mixed-generational feel-good drama I play … Continue reading

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Poem

Autumn Perspective Erica Jong Now, moving in, cartons on the floor, the radio playing to bare walls, picture hooks left stranded in the unsoiled squares where paintings were, and something reminding us this is like all other moving days; finding … Continue reading

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Oil and Rust

I have a friend who says, “Enlightenment is lonely.  You can’t relate to people the way you normally do.”  She cites inner peace as a kind of impairment where our regular conversations fall into meaningless excess, and I understand. This … Continue reading

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