these pages must show

Thirty days hath September, which means today’s post is my last for NaBloPoMo, National Blog Posting Month. As an experiment in pain thresholds, it has been fascinating. As a useful tool for thoughtful daily blogging, however, it has been an unmitigated disaster.
The writer’s life is filled with admonitions and advice, the most common of the [...]

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in great aims and in small

I totally botched the school drop off today. I took an extra two minutes to finish my coffee, then proceeded to get stuck behind a lumbering garbage truck for an equal two minutes. So far, ok. But then I hit a couple of poorly-timed lights, one of which completely flummoxed a driver trying to make [...]

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thorns or flowers

I may have to abandon NaBloPoMo. I’m in a flurry of job-seeking and pitch-sending, and in addition to the time suck this entails, I’m so stressed I think I’m running purely on cortisol fumes at this point. I honestly don’t know if sticking out NaBloPoMo would help me honor my creativity through discipline or just [...]

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my constant visitor

Well, this NaBloPoMo business sure has me rubbing elbows with my dear old friend Guilt quite a bit. “Not now kids, I have to write my daily blog post!” has been uttered more times than I care to admit and the month isn’t even half over. Honestly, I’m only writing this measly, whining post now [...]

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time and tide

I kiss my daughter and watch her run up the school steps, then turn and gaze out across the water, caught momentarily between the world that once was and the world that is. A white sun boring a hole low through the spotless blue dome, throwing light and shadow on the city so that it [...]

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the thief of time

I’ve been meaning to start on my novel for over two years. (Yes, everyone has a novel or screenplay or Taj Mahal in the works, I know. But this is my Very Ambitious Project so I get to write about it here. On my Considerably Less Ambitious Blog.) I have a very pretty good sense [...]

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nothing so finely perceived

Nothing sends me into an apoplectic fit quite like the atonal strains of “it’s not faaaiiirrr” or worse yet, “I’m booorrrrrred.” My long-suffering daughter, she of more books than shelf space, five friends in a 2-block radius, three different summer camps plus swimming, and an overflowing cupboard of art supplies, yes that long-suffering daughter, [...]

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fraycation, day 9

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times… it certainly was the dampest of times.

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thinky thots thursday

This week’s thinky thots will deviate slightly from the usual format: instead of free-associated silliness from my children (whom I’ve been ashamedly too busy to really listen to, and to whom I’ve “mmm-hmmmed” distractedly when they – for all I know – told me they’d built a time machine in the attic or flushed the [...]

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liquid aggravation

I’ve been awash here, in flash floods of the mellow yellow variety. It’s a bit puzzling, actually, considering that Shriekeur has been pretty awesome with the potty training the last couple of weeks. He had a very wet first day, but after that was using the toilet for his fluid functions with about a 99.9% [...]

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