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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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There’s an n word I avoid saying. It’s not the one Mark Twain penned in Huckleberry Finn. I don’t have to try to avoid that one. I do try to stop myself from hitting the people who say it. This n word guarantees you’ll make a fool of yourself the minute you put your tongue on the roof of your mouth...
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My Oath of Office for Court Appointed Special Advocates states I solemnly swear to support the Constitution of the United States of America and the Constitution of the State of Missouri and that, as a Court Appointed Special Advocate of the Thirty-first Judicial Circuit of Missouri, I will...
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I temporarily stopped writing poetry when I learned the “unpublished” poetry I posted on Red Room was actually considered published. It’s not my fault—I can’t wax poetic and feel sorry for myself at the same time. This may explain why I’m not a successful poet. I blogged about my concern in New...
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Stop the buses—school was cancelled because of the snowstorm that started last night and will end sometime tomorrow. According to the locals, who are apparently in charge of the weather, it will probably end tomorrow. They don’t trust weathermen. There isn’t enough snow to cover my grass or measure...
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Nine poems and a short story of mine were published without my knowledge.  I didn’t receive acceptance letters, monetary compensation or extra copies of the publications for family and friends. The shocking part is, I’m the seedy villain. I unknowingly self-published the poems when I put them on my...
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The new issue of Layers magazine was buried in the mailbox under the medical bills and post-Christmas ads. I dumped the mail on the kitchen counter and Layers slid out from under the stack. I couldn’t miss the five large, black words on the cover that proclaimed, “the end of an era.” The two words...
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The website for the Kimberling Area Library doesn’t say a word about book clubs. I’ve been a patron since 1995 and only recently learned the library has ten book clubs.  After fifteen years, the library literary society apparently decided I could read. I was surprised when my sister-in-law, Carolyn...
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