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On Not Writing (Or, Of Fear and Fond Memories)
A few winters ago, I lived with my friend Tracy in a house at camp, and I’ve probably written about this winter before, and I’m sure I will write about it a million more times because I was so freakin’...
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If You Write It, It Will Come
Alluding to Field of Dreams there, if that wasn’t already obvious. I actually meant to write this post before my trip to Hawaii, but didn’t have enough time, and this post definitely would have been...
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I Am Going a Little Crazy
Another oldie, from Christmas Eve 2008. Slowly, but surely. So, it’s Christmas Eve and I’m awake and wired and have absolutely nothing to do. It’s been snowing like crazy for the last week and a half....
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Light as a Feather – Truth, Lies and the Wicked Witch 6
To start this piece from the beginning, click here. Early that winter, I went on my first overnight Girl Scout camping trip. My mom was working more at the newspaper, so for once, she wasn’t one of the...
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Dark Winter Chill – Truth, Lies and the Wicked Witch 7
This is another installment of a rough draft of a memoir chapter that covers fourth grade. This one’s a little dark. To start this piece from the beginning, click here. As winter deepened, Mom’s bad...
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"All in the Cold Midwinter and at the Midnight Hour"
Or, what I did over my winter vacation. I’ve actually been dying to blog about this but wanted to get some other things out of the way first. Like revamping it and updating it, for instance. A few...
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