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We have an ambivalent attitude toward sass. We like it in little girls and grown women, but we hate it in rebellious teenagers. What’s the difference there that makes a sassy teen rub us the wrong way? Please leave a … Continue reading
In the absence of Nelson Mandela today, this seems appropriate. Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “God bless Africa” or some topic suggested by the music or the death of Nelson Mandela.
I was thinking about “Ars Poetica” the other day, a poem by Archibald MacLeish. It ends with the lines A poem should not mean But be. That’s also what writing practice is. It doesn’t need evaluation or explanation, it just … Continue reading
Hitting a shovel on the highway when you’re going 75 mph does make quite a thump. It also rips holes in tires and scrapes paint off cars. So, to whoever dropped a shovel on Highway 84 yesterday, I found it. … Continue reading
I’m thankful for you dear, reader – dear writer. You come here and commit yourself to writing something. I appreciate that. I also appreciate those of you who come just to read. Some of you who read here write elsewhere … Continue reading
Honey, sweetheart, babe, sugar. Yes, I’ve used them all. But calling someone darling has always been beyond me. It sounds so fake. What is it about that word that makes it sound like a pretentious affectation? Tell me, darling. Please … Continue reading
Like everyone else who is old enough to remember 1963, I’m thinking back to 50 years ago today. I was in my first teaching job, just out of college. I was teaching 5th grade in Manzanola, Colorado. When we heard, … Continue reading
Not pumpkin, I’m thinking, not apple. No, give me pie with some bite. Maybe some nice tart cherries. Or rhubarb – now that’s a pie. How about lemon with a dash of extra lemon? That sounds good. But when I … Continue reading
Time passes slowly some days. Other days rush by. I need more days when time rushes by. Long and boring days are simply long boring episodes to be endured. Busy involved days are joyful speed races on the highway of … Continue reading