Category: Writing
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Chill It…
In The Book of Good Habits, Dirk Mathison illustrates how small, daily steps make big differences long term. He reminds me to chill, learn new things, and take time for self-care. I especially like his suggestion to keep a bottle of champagne in the fridge. Be at the ready to celebrate any small triumph. What…
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One Step, Two Step…
Last week I went to the first ever Lit Crawl in my new hometown, even though that afternoon I just wasn’t feeling it. My reading chair was calling me ~ stay home and cozy up in me with your books, it said. I resisted because 99 percent of the times I’ve made myself step out…
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Mixta…
I have a group of friends who love to share food. I knew I had found my people the first time we passed plates to sample a bit of this, a bit of that. Life is like that appetizer mash-up, a random mix of tiny bits and bites, various happenings and jumbled emotions. It is…
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Y G T…
When I was rocking my babies, I would sing in English and in Spanish. I wished for them to develop an ear for language and an appreciation for different cultures. Back then, I didn’t dream of their futures. I only stepped in and out of the endless days of need (theirs and mine) and tried…
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Setting Stones…
Today I am setting stones along an unknown path toward the arduous and no fun task of querying agents. It feels like rolling that Sisyphean rock up the slippery mountain. Push and push. Get knocked down. Repeat ad infinitum. No wonder I make an ugly face every time I say “query.” I procrastinate, for real…
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Communication Bugaboos…
It is an all too common story, a rift grows between siblings, often after the death of a parent. When it happened in my own family more than 30 years ago, I was shocked. But we were all grieving. Years passed and the space between communications grew and so did the chasm between loved ones.…
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Pity? Party of One?…
Why do the little things rankle us so? Big fears and challenges call into force our best selves. We are strong. Resilient. We can handle it. When I missed book club last week due to a more pressing need, it was hard to swallow. It was an accident, nobody’s fault, but I felt like a…
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Suckers!…
Ebb, flow; wax, wane; up, down. Cycles. Changes. Constant. I’m happy for the variety, even the occasional drag when some unexpected thing knocks me for a loop. The energy-sucking ebb and wane and down is temporary. Too many to-dos can zap our mental energy as we imagine a toppling avalanche. Physical down times bring a…
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Love Goes On…
Perhaps you have observed a magician holding a simple ball in his hand, but when he waves the other hand over it in an Abracadabra motion, it transforms into many balls. My brain knows there is a logical explanation for magic tricks but the rest of me doesn’t need to figure it out. That’s the…
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A Blog Break…
As we approach the thick of it in this moving process (calendar thick with last goodbye dinners of various groups, rooms thick with stacked boxes, brain thick with…well, just thick), there will be a brief break between these blog posts. I’ll pick them back up mid-July or so, maybe sooner as I will be itching…
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