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When Shaw called and offered to boost my internet speed and throw in classic cable and a land line for less than what I pay right now, I accepted their offer. Not that I will actually watch much tv or even use the land line. Land line? Who would I call? How would I use [...]
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Thanks to June Swadron for introducing me to the sestina – a repeating style of verse. It is fun. I think I’ll try more. I could say I will do one a day for a month, but I don’t usually follow through on those kinds of promises to myself. I’ll just say I will do [...]
Ann says she talked to a doctor who treated soldiers after WWII. He claimed that little dints appeared several months later in the fingernails of soldiers who witnessed trauma. I will be checking my fingernails in the coming months. It all started with the turkey gravy. It was sick looking broth and Ann knew exactly [...]
Up until now, when friends would say, “You must be so excited to have published your book,” I wasn’t. Until today when I checked the UPS tracking and saw that one box of books was shipped and had arrived in Victoria. Now I am sitting here, almost paralyzed. Now I understand the saying “sitting on [...]
Scrooge-like, I ponder “the gift.” At any other time of year, I might have written about the gift of life – or love or friendship. The gift of sight or smell or touch. The gift of joy. But now, as I walk the streets, I see people shopping frantically. Trying to buy something that isn’t [...]
The Gift I look up from where I sit under the maple tree and close my eyes to the glint of sunshine that temporarily blinds me. I haven’t seen or felt the sun for a few days now, and I welcome it back. The soggy days of November – the sky so close to the [...]
I love Twitter. The creative people who use it to tempt us away from our very important work to read insights and interpretations from their view of the world. I read some of this stuff and think – WOW – how beautifully written. How truthful. Some of it stabs deep into my heart. Some of [...]
When I was younger, if I did hard, physical work for a few days, I became stronger. Now, I seem to just get tired. I’ve had two weeks (well, really just eight days – 4 days/week) to build up those muscles and gain stamina. The muscles are sore – does that mean they’re getting stronger? [...]
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