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Welcoming my favorite month with a poem. Happy October! Hope you enjoy! Home There is a light in her window. A hopeful flicker, or is it only melting wax? Minutes dripping to nothing? A glimpse of distant shores, left you yearning for the foreign and the wild. She is neither of those things. She… Continue reading
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Autumn
All seasons have their own unique appeal and their own exclusive perks. My favorite season used to be winter…. until I learned how to drive. After several horrifying and near life-ending experiences navigating snowstorms in my old Subaru and my current Nissan, I no longer hold such favorable opinions of winter. Winter is also mega-depressing,… Continue reading
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A Few Words
Scrounging up confidence, battling insecurity, and facing internal and external opposition is a day-to-day struggle for some writers. Myself included. And it’s not only with writing – it can bleed into other aspects of life, as well. It has been difficult lately to sit down and write and work on queries. Nagging “what ifs?” and… Continue reading
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Jury Duty
Parking garages should not be so full this early. The clock says “7:11.” And the paper said be here by “8.” I knew I should have stopped at Starbucks. Though the world’s strongest latte could not prepare me for this. No phone, no computer, no internet, no outside contact. Just a room, 200 strangers, and… Continue reading
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Books I “Hate”
I mean… “hate” is a strong word, and it implies a whole slew of negative things, which is not my intention with this post. All of the books mentioned here are great books, most with legendary authors who have more talent in their pinkie fingers than I have in my entire body. I just didn’t… Continue reading
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How I Learned to Love to Read
I’ve already told the horrible story of Lucille, but before that dastardly purple horse, I was brought into the wonderful world of reading with a series about a character known as Little Critter, created by Mercer Mayer. If you are unfamiliar with Little Critter, this is what he looks like: A bit frightening, but he… Continue reading
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Perfect Day for a Book
Alarm rings at 7AM – maybe 8. I like to get an early start to the day, but not too early. The sky outside is gray, the air is crisp, the leaves have begun to turn. There is nothing on the agenda for the day – at least, nothing terribly pressing. Maybe some laundry, or… Continue reading
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My Reading Routine
This one was suggested to me, and I thought it would be a cool thing to share! So, I’ve mentioned in a previous post that during college I sort of fell off the reading wagon due to the extensive amount of academic-based reading that was required for my major. Reading became a chore for me,… Continue reading
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When I Left
When I left England, part of me stayed behind. Part of me still rides the train into the city through the early morning haze, and sits at a table by the thatch-roof cottage, sipping tea and admiring the serenity of Richmond Park. Some of me still frolics through the fields of Kew Gardens, the air… Continue reading
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A History of Violence
(And here, on Old Poetry Monday, a selection from 2012…) But it doesn’t end. Nothing ever ends. Those who plummet over the edge of darkness do not hit the bottom. No false saviors can catch them with their parables and psalms. They fall forever. And for those of us who do not know what… Continue reading
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