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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Rewrite of Chapter 3: Post-Mortem

Did a cold read of last November's NaNoWriMo project (922 Holyoake Road) about George and Isabel, a husband who killed his wife 100 years ago, and his wife/ghost. Frankly, reading it made me tired. Overwritten, repetitive, in serious need of pruning. I've been editing, cleaning, making it more... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 28, 2011

Starla's Secret

Carl wants to ask me out. I've seen him stumble over words before, hesitate over a rehearsed speech, uh-ing and ah-ing and deciding whether or not to take the chance. He's big, walrus-like, huge shoulders and upper body, and he shuffles, moves from side to side as he walks like a Beachmaster in a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 27, 2011

Life is but a dream... or is a dream but life?

It snowed yesterday, great wet flakes that melted on the road and the sidewalks, but clung to every angle of every branch. It clung to the chain link fencing at the daycare play yard for St. B's. It was the pure white whipped cream snow that promises no real chill, just great packability for... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Clothing optional...

"Laugh In." Remember the popout doors, the funny remarks, the jokes with double entendres, the guest stars, the fun? There were tiny political jabs, there and gone like a pinprick, to be laughed about around the water cooler the next day. There was the old perv sidling up to the woman on the park... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 24, 2011

It's not you, it's me.

I was a little ticked off at Fred, the yard guy. Fred's been mowing my yard for about five summers now, including trimming along the sidewalks and blowing away the clippings at $30 a pop. He was super-reliable at first, but last summer it seemed to me he was showing up more or less when he felt like... Sign in to see full entry.

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Dorothy's Slumgullion

Uncle Roy was unusually short, not just in our treetopper family, but among the neighbors, too. He was 5'2" when "fully growed" and a devilish trickster, always teasing and tormenting the nieces & nephews. Dark hair, usually wore a baseball cap, ran his own auto repair shop. One time he was teasing... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Woman Scorned, Shoots at neighbor...

Never underestimate the romantic heart that beats in a 92-year-old woman. It was all over HSN a while ago. She's 92, told her 53-year-old neighbor she wasn't leaving his place without a kiss. Apparently she'd come a'callin... He said no, he has a girlfriend. She leaves in a huff, back to her house... Sign in to see full entry.

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On Bullies...

OK, if you're one who thinks "where were the parents" when some kid gets busted for bullying, you may not want to read this. Based on my experience as a kid and as a parent, no mama should be there every minute of a kid's life. Can you spell "smother?" When I was twelve, mid-6th grade, we moved to a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Irish Twins

My boys, Guy and Joe, were born 51 weeks apart. Kids born less than a year apart are called Irish Twins, which may or may not be a dig at the Irish mother who didn't just do it right and deliver them both at the same time. Joe's birthday was yesterday, so for the next six days he and Guy will be the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 21, 2011

Sonny Day

I'd been on the phone with my baby boy for half an hour when the doorbell rang. I almost didn't answer it, but when I looked it was son Guy. So he came in, and since the phone was on speaker, we had another half hour visit, the 3 of us together. J says they're moving after graduation. Probably to... Sign in to see full entry.

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