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eva-schlesinger's picture
Jun.17.2010
My dust bunnies had hatched. Their fate was imminent. They cowered under my bed. Usually, I sweep my room with a broom, but even Broom Hilda couldn't reach this dust. If only I had a vacuum cleaner, I thought. Then I remembered something similar in the box of free things my neighbor had left in...
SharonWalling's picture
Jun.16.2010
I was watching a commercial the other day as this young brunette thing talks about the irritation on the bikini line after shaving. When I was a young girl, we didn’t even know there was such a thing as a bikini line.  In fact, other than the Bikini Islands, bikini to me meant the skimpy bathing...
SharonWalling's picture
Jun.10.2010
My favorite thing about getting older is that I’ve learned some things. I’ve learned that it’s really not all that important what someone thinks of you. What you think of yourself is important. I’ve learned that If I don’t pay $120 for a pair of shoes, or wear $25 silk underwear, or if my breasts...
rand-bishop's picture
Jun.09.2010
  Eleven years ago, I was months away from gagging down a jagged pill, on which was imprinted a very frightening number: 50. I was distraught. Only recently I had suffered a soul-jarring shock when, for the first time, I was informed that I was, at 49, actually older than the parents of one of my...
sam-barry's picture
Jun.09.2010
Last week I spent a few days staying at the lovely Pheasant Run resort in St. Charles, Illinois. I was there attending the Religious Booksellers Trade Exhibit, which was held in the resort’s convention hall, the "Mega Center," a building that reminds me of a bowling alley, only not as...
SharonWalling's picture
Jun.08.2010
  It was a want ad in a fairly large newspaper, and it read:  Only $100. Hooked on Phoenix. Never used.  It started me thinking about the way we throw our words around, the lack of spell-check …or the lack of proof reading. In that same newspaper was an ad for a housekeeper, part time, PhD...
SharonWalling's picture
Jun.08.2010
Four chairs were cozied around a square table. I wouldn’t have sat in this particular chair, but it was the only one available. I’m a little uncomfortable sitting near the sex and relationship books. Call me old fashioned…or just call me old. I had my interior design books, and my Grande drip with...
SharonWalling's picture
Jun.07.2010
Lately it seems the bulk of my time is spent waiting. Don't get me wrong, I'm good at it. It's just that I find that when I'm waiting... that's all I'm doing is waiting.  I'm waiting for the tire store to call. We ordered tires Friday, had to wait till today.  I’m waiting to hear if we're going to...
mara-buck's picture
Jun.03.2010
Today I am determined to grit my teeth and e-submit my heart out.  Stories.  Poems.  Vignettes.  Churn through that Big List of Little Magazines.  Omit no one.  After all, I’m sporting my “wed swooses” (see yesterday’s blog: Dressed For Success.)  A valiant effort.  Suddenly my internet service...
mara-buck's picture
Jun.02.2010
    A green-scaled monster sinks its literary fangs into me as I turn the pages of books bearing other authors’ names and I am infected with a hearty dose of publishing envy.  I have become a mean, vindictive, petty little person and sometimes even I don’t like me very much.  For you see,   I...