i fell in love again all things go, all things go drove to chicago all things know, all things know i’ve been to philadelphia. to bangor, maine. to atlanta, to orlando, to anaheim, california. to london, to nuremberg, to berlin. to taichung, taiwan. to taipei. i had not been to chicago. oh, i’d been in…
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simple things
tonight when i got off work it was cold and dark. as i trudged through the parking lot to my car, i decided to thank God instead of grumbling to myself. i thanked Him for boots and beans, for coats and kittens (and mittens), cars and classical music. i thanked Him for sparkling ice crystals,…
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the writing process
7:20 p.m.: shh. i’m writing right now. well, of course i am. otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this, would you? naturally. no. what i mean is, i am writing a legitimate piece meant for publication. once a month i am a columnist. that once happens to be now, and thusly i am writing. so far…
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eat your veggies
tomorrow marks three years of being an official, honest-to-goodness copy editor. and the beginnings of countless adventures in the fruit and vegetable patch.
Read Moreflannery o’connor on writing
“writing a novel is a terrible experience, during which the hair often falls out and the teeth decay.”
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eliot and the evening
one of the foibles of being a copy editor is that your deadline is king, and so your social life sometimes falls by the wayside. being at a weekly, i get to work during the day like a normal person, but on thursday, our production day, outside life is put on hold ’til the paper…
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ginger bears
this morning my friend gracie (who is not really named gracie, but that’s what i call her) and i went to the downtown overland park farmers market to visit the produce and also the clock tower bakery, where our friends tabby and judy work (those are, for all practical purposes, their real names). my mother…
Read Morewherein i run in high heels without catastrophy
tunage: perpetual motion, by bela fleck also the shepherd’s dog, by iron & wine for a long time i have been a flats kind of girl. i’ve eschewed high-heeled shoes as impractical and painful devices created solely for the purpose of … well, i’ll admit my argument never got that far. but content i was…
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i have a vivid imagination, and it is especially active when it comes to other people. i frequently associate people with things they remind me of — animals, fictional characters, other people, etc. although this sometimes is in reference to people i know well (a close friend, for example, is a baby bird), it’s usually…
Read Moreof tears, twitter and (chocolate) temptations
from the bookshelves: a midsummer night’s dream, by william shakespeare today threatened to be one of those days. you know the kind — where everything that possibly could go wrong does, anything you do all of the sudden takes forever, and you get frustrated and worked up to the point that, darn fergie, you’re just…
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