Un-Cursing Myself

I said aloud, “I am cursed.” “Yes,” she said. “Since Thanksgiving things have sucketh mightily as my family says,” I said after a lousy run of luck over the holidays. My book came out at a weird time before the holidays. It’s not a typical holiday read (a collection of short stories and/or workbook about […]

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Love, My Truth

After spending most of my Thanksgiving weekend writing, I took my story to writing group. “So what do you think?” I asked. There was a heavy silence that said, “Not so much.” ‘Not enough love’ was the takeaway. Thinking about this, I wondered if my definition of love was getting in the way. While waiting […]

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I Write Therefore I Am … Not

A friend called to say, “I had a marketing person check out your website. Is that okay?” “Sure. I guess,” I said. “She’ll just poke around and send some recommendations.” “The website’s already up.” “Maybe it could be better. It’s free,” she said. “Okay fine.” A day passed then came the email. It said, “Well, […]

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Use Your Words

Innocently enough, a friend asked if I wanted to hear some bluegrass music. My response was, “Bad bluegrass sounds like a cat being run over by a lawn mower.” “My, aren’t you the princess of snark?” the friend said. At which point, I took offense. Snatching my coffee, I moved to another area of the coffee […]

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