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Why I Write…
I would like to say I’ve been telling stories all my life. That somehow I knew writing was my calling. But it was’t. Not exactly. I think I loved the story first. I…
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Life is a highway…
My photo background on my computer screen is of a wide-open road as the sun is coming up. I loved the moment and the colors and even the way the specs of bugs…
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Merry and Bright…
I’ve stopped. Stopped “doing” for the holiday as of this very moment. The important things are done. The presents are wrapped, and the grocery shopping is finished. And that is a lot more…
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Summer Heat…
I’ve been thinking on a plethora of thoughts lately. The heat, however, has weighed me down and I’m not quite interested in following any of them down the road they are leading me.…
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The School Dance…
My kid went to the first school dance tonight. I decided to go do some writing while I wait the hour and a half. Or course, the coffee shops are all closed, so…
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