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I read three books last weeks- or five- if you also count the novel manuscript I read twice while editing.
Tag Archives: writing
And there is always more.
We walked the streets of NY, but not like that. I mean, had we done THAT I wouldn’t be broke right now.
Unpacking my head.
After a few days of jam-packing information into my skull, I was happy to veg in front of the 130 incher and see LOST.
Advice from my shampoo bottle.
Since our lives are put on hold because of snow in Georgia, I had to amuse myself with whatever was available.
George Carlin gives THIS word at least 5 meanings.
Bow to Me.
Feeling a bit square peg in a round hole.
I can totally relate to my teenager.
Lately I’ve been feeling like a misfit–
Another person I wish I'd known.
Bopping around the obits–after reading how sleeping more, reducing clutter and eating more veggies will all help me live longer I found this interesting character who died in January 2007.
3 things I'm leaving out of my bio.
Talk about pressure.
Imagine being a professional obituary writer– and then dying on Christmas Day, leaving someone else to write your parting words.