iRescind

In a previous blog I lamented my iPad purchase, declaring it overhyped and underwhelming. So I happily returned it, thinking I was free from its touch-screen grip. However, it wasnt that simple. It never is with me. I am a lover of anything that “organizes.” I had a Trapper Keeper in 1980. A DayRunner in…

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Six Sentence Sunday

My first try at Six Sentence Sunday thanks to my blog buddy Miranda (Check out her blog). Sounded like a fun exercise. Check out all the participants’ entries. The six sentences I chose are from “Cousin F*cker” an essay I’d written and submitted to the Writer’s Digest Competition in 2006. It ranked #18 in the…

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The First Embarrassing Moment (of many)

First grade. Think back and remember what a fresh start it was. Everyone was equal. We were all evenly confused with our disrupted half-day kindergarten schedules. And we were introduced to classmates most of whom we’d continue on the next twelve years with. Our slates were clean. There were no cliques–except maybe a couple of…

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Bully for Me

Last week, after finishing the first draft of my novel, I started writing about a bullying experience with a kid from high school. (To be clear, I was the one being bullied…I know…shocker!) Tonight, I just finished the fifth version and sent it to a writer friend for her input. I was so excited to…

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85 Days Later

I guess I would remiss in writing a blog about writing to not pronounce the completion of the first (and very rough draft) of the novel I started writing as I accepted the challenge presented by National Novel Writing Month. Like my decision to commit to going to a personal trainer twice week beginning in…

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i[wanted-to-love]Pad

After saving the money, and waiting a year, I finally bought an iPad on Tuesday. And I returned it two days later. Although my Apple Store return experience was as easy–though less joyful–as purchasing something, I thought owning an iPad would be a transformative experience, but I just “didn’t get it.” Steve Jobs told me…

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The Dime Store of Broken Dreams

My parents owned a “variety store” when I was third grade–maybe after and possibly before, but I know for certain I remember going there in third grade. After school my sister and I would walk from elementary school ten minutes to the block-long business district known to everyone then as “uptown” to spend time there…

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We Walk the Same Line

I rarely buy complete albums in this day of iTunes and digital music. But, I’ve been waiting YEARS for an album to be available via iTunes (and incredibly lazy for not just buying the CD that sat on my Amazon wish list since 2002). I got the cassette of “Amplified Heart” when I worked at…

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Blizzard

Growing up in the Midwest, there comes a time during a blizzard when you realize you’ve prepped all you can, you stop caring how/when you’ll be able to get out of your abode, and you just enjoy life slowing down a bit. The City of Chicago is all but shut down. Most people I know…

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I've Always Been a Jetson Wannabe

I start the day when my iPhone 4’s harp plays angelically in more of a “reassure” tone than an “alarm” tone. And unlike my dusty clock/radio, it doesn’t hold it against me when I hit “snooze”. Maybe it’s because I cuddle with it until it’s “really” time to get up. After padding to the kitchen…

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