I saw a lovely post called Where I am from at Life on a Southern Farm. I think it’s a great idea for a writing project. Please look at the original post, because 50 words don’t even give you the real flavor.
I am from a place where a small lake
With a dance floor
Was the most [...]
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You see everything that flies when you work at an airline ticket counter. Passing humanity and all those cliches. Once in a while someone different comes along. Like the scruffy guy who looked homeless rushing toward my counter now.
“When’s the next plane to Dallas?” he asked. He pulled out a credit card and a badge. [...]
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I don’t remember when the vertigo started. I didn’t always have it. It’s like migraines. They just started and stopped on their own agenda. I keep waiting for vertigo to stop and leave me alone.
The body has a time schedule of its own that never takes into account the plans and dreams that might come [...]
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Posted in Opinion, movies on May 28, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Because I loved the original version of The Andromeda Strain years ago, I spent the last two evenings watching the remake on A&E. That was one night too many. The movie doesn’t need to be so long and there were enough commercials to make me question my sanity for staying with it. Too long, too [...]
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She recognized with sinking dread that the argument about whether onions belonged in the potato salad was a manufactured friction that would justify a drink. Which meant he’d gone off Antabuse several days ago in anticipation of finding a pretext for an argument.
She left the counter cluttered with egg shells and onion skins and walked [...]
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Donetta was almost finished cleaning up the carpet in the den. A box of Juicy Juice had been slowing dripping grape juice onto the new carpet for hours–she’d discovered it a few minutes ago. The twins were banned to the back yard for the moment and she was nearly calm again.
The front door slammed and [...]
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The unruly mop danced across the kitchen. It swayed and swirled, with slow precision and grace. As it swirled, it spread hot soapy water from side to side, leaving a trail of clean vinyl in its wake.
From time to time, the unruly mop stopped its dance and leapt into a bucket of clean water. It [...]
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It’s true, I was a golf brat. Literally grew up living in the residence section of the club house, where my dad was the pro. Vacations meant trips to golf courses in other cities. Vacation might even mean spending January and February away from Colorado completely, in a warm place in California with a great [...]
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Envy isn’t a sin. It’s a curse. A lifelong nagging dissatisfaction with what you have. A lifelong assessment of the possibilities of what might be, what could be, what other thing is better, what thing is needed to fill an imagined desire. Envy doesn’t inspire respect, admiration, or self-improvement. It only inspires unfulfilling longing.
Please leave [...]
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She knew there was a way to do this, a word for it, but she could think of neither. Her fingers fumbled with the pill bottle. She sat it on the night stand and picked up her water glass. Oh, no water. I should get water, she thought. She shuffled to the bathroom and stood [...]
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