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Summer Work

The school year has ended (insert happy noises) and the summer work has begun. Lest you feel sorry for me that I have to work in the summer, I should clarify that I’m referring to working on my novel, working on my reading, working on my poetry, and working on my tan. I’ve got a
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Breaks

I love my Christmas vacation! (Look! An Exclamation Mark! Many Marks!) I have my whole little family home, and we do a lot of relaxing, some eating, some visiting, some movies, some reading (we all got books for Christmas, natch), some laughing, some playing, and some of us (totally not me) even get to do
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Wherein I Use Many Words to Say Few Things of Significance

Today is the last day to enter to win TELL ME WHO I AM. So get on over and enter, if you haven’t. Because WINNING IS FUN. Remember that? Also, New York. I am going. (Coming?) Soon. In a week I will be there. And I am excited more than I am nervous. Remember how I
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Gratitude Month, Day 29

We’re coming into the home stretch here. I can feel it. I may never be thankful again. Oh, come on. I’m just kidding. But know what? It’s a beautiful day outside. It’s fifty degrees and sunny. It feels like fall, and it IS fall, but usually at this time of year we tend more toward
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Wherein I uncover my *system*

Do you have a writing zone? An office? A cave? A favorite table in a favorite cafe? Do you have a preferred writing time? Are you a morning person? A night owl? A moment-snatcher, during naps (someone else’s)? Do you need music? Silence? Chaos? Strangers? Midday sunlight? Vivaldi in A Minor performed by the London
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Joy in the Journey

I read Ann Cannon’s lovely blog post this morning, and I wanted to clap. And cheer. And say “Amen.” But since everyone around here is still sleeping (except Kid 4, who is [coincidentally] reading a book by the same brilliant Ms. Cannon) I refrain from noise. I will just link to her post about enjoying
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Wherein I Stare Vacantly at the Monitor

I’m watching for it, that brilliant post. I’m waiting for it to arrive. I stare, purposefully if you wish, at the monitor. Here’s what I see. No brilliant blog post on the horizon. Rather, my head’s reflection, and the blowy trees in the back yard. This is the kind of mirror I can really mesh
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Weird Hair

So I was talking with a person lately. (This is news, right?) And the person has, well, really weird hair. I can’t describe it to you, because I’m not that good a writer. Just kidding. Because I don’t want to offend any more people this week. It’s a goal. Let us just leave it at
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