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Mar.07.2011
It’s time for dysfunctional gardeners to make their appearance.
Not me, silly heads. I may be dysfunctional and a Master Gardener, but the two can’t be combined in my case. Unless I’m so dysfunctional I don’t know it, in which case I'm a crazy gardener.
Most gardeners are a bit dysfunctional....
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Mar.05.2011
Sustainability: The capacity to endure.
Blogging Sustainability: The capacity to blog until you resemble Kirk Douglas or behave like Charlie Sheen, at which point you teeter or Twitter.
I’m worried about how long I’ll blog because of something I said last week. I said I have to blog today. I didn't...
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Mar.01.2011
I bought a 2011 Writer’s Market in January. I learned there are publishers who consider articles, stories and poems posted online in a forum, blog or website to be previously published. I always read guidelines two times but after this discovery, and my temper tantrum, I decided to read the...
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Feb.25.2011
The notes of Vivaldi’s Spring danced in the air. I rushed to the phone because it was our daughter’s ring tone. I was expecting her call. RJ beat me to the phone. I heard him exclaim, “What? The orthopedist said it’s broken?”
I snatched the upstairs phone. “Jillian, what’s broken?”
“My L4 vertebra...
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Feb.19.2011
I don’t have a Facebook page. This abnormality is a ball and chain. It’s the ghost of technology past, trailing behind me bemoaning the loss of computers that took up half a room. I know the minute I sign up, Facebook will be face down. Three years ago I thought Facebook was a ridiculous waste of...
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Feb.16.2011
I was going to blog about something important today. Not today though. I’m sick and under the influence of a generic Sudafed tablet. My thinking isn’t clear. Writing about serious, worldly matters is reserved for razor sharp thinkers and the other fifty percent who think and write about serious,...
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Feb.10.2011
I read a rough draft of my new poem to RJ last night. When I finished he said, “It’s good.” I said, “No, really. What do you think?”
I swiveled in my faux leather chair. RJ was staring at a large, slow-moving green bar on his computer screen. I wanted to tell him watching the indicator wouldn’t...
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Feb.09.2011
Top Ten Things Overheard Today When My Husband’s Computer Crashed (Before I left for a long walk in the deep snow.)
10. Huh, my computer isn’t working properly.
9. Yes, I can figure it out myself.
8. What the bleep? I can’t figure out what’s going on here.
7. Bleep, bleep, bleep. Now it’...
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Feb.05.2011
Yesterday’s forecast called for a dusting of snow. The pixie flurries began at 11 a.m. They quickly grew bored with dusting and morphed into robust flakes. I watched the unexpected effect of their transformation from the window by my desk. “That’s accumulation,” I accused.
Neither the snow nor RJ...
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Feb.02.2011
My mother-in-law, Menet Jacob, died January 18th, 2000. I lost my beloved Grandfather Boyle, who quit drinking the day I was born, on June 27, 2008. Their deaths mark the beginning and end of a period where I strung a series of losses into a choker that nearly took my life away.
During this span,...
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Jan.31.2011
Are you aware of the impending storm in the US? If you aren’t, keep reading. If you are, keep reading. The storm and the headlines are threatening. Sure, the headlines I listed attract viewers. Yes, retailers also benefit, but I’m joining the-sky-is-falling team for this one.
Latest Storm to Impact...
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Jan.29.2011
There’s a strange track in my garden. It’s eight feet long and an inch wide with a half inch depression. It looks like my husband dragged a one-legged, heavy chair across the garden. I didn’t ask the man who tried to catch wild animals with pink, yellow and green marshmallows why he would do such...
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Jan.27.2011
I didn’t receive an eCard on my birthday. There were no special effect best wishes gyrating on my screen—no purple and yellow butterflies flitting through a psychedelic garden and landing on a moss draped boulder in the middle of a silver iridescent river with Happy Birthday flashing through the...
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Jan.23.2011
Ring a bell...
Three of my poems will appear in a 2011 ezine edition of Grey Sparrow Journal. The journal was recently honored as The Best New Literary Journal by the Council of Editors of Learned Journals (CELJ.) The poems address issues affecting the human condition. Jellyfish Dance captures a...
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Jan.22.2011
The A Word. It’s not what you think I’m thinking or what I think you’re thinking. What’s a writer’s favorite word that starts with a?
No, it’s not alphabet. Or agony
(How long do you need?)
I was scared to open an email I received this morning from a certain Editor-in-Chief. It was only eleven days...
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In this strong and vulnerable collection of poetry, the poet spins out a thoughtful imagery of innocence and culpability, for (and of) "the users and the abused". Jules Jacob inhabits a dichotomous world, and with delicate magnetism, draws us into it, in each poem. ”
—The Glass Sponge Endorsement— Dr. Harrison Solow, Pushcart Prize winning writer, author and university professor
About Jules
Julie "Jules" Jacob attended the University of New Hampshire, Colorado State University and The Horticultural Therapy Institute. She’s a Horticultural Therapist, and child advocate for CASA of Southwest Missouri. Jules lives in the Mark Twain National Forest...
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Causes Jules Jacob Supports
Missouri Court Appointed Special Advocates Association, American Horticultural Therapy Association, St. Jude Children's Research Hospital, National Jewish...
Jules’s Favorite Books
The Fountainhead, The Lost Get-Back Boogie, Cutting for Stone, The Botany of Desire, Handbook of Poisonous and Injurious Plants, A Stained White Radiance and...
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