I’m spending the morning getting some chapters into shape so I can meet my Friday deadline. I started thinking a lot about story, and how I do what I do. I realize I’m not a perfect writer or storyteller (obviously), but the more I read and write the more intuitive the actual process becomes. Sometimes […]
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…. in another life, I will have a super-metabolism of Doom, and I will be able to eat bagels all day long. The end.
Stepped out of the house today at 6:45am. Local bank clock read: 84 degrees, and climbing. Real Feel for today is 98 degrees. I have taken to imitating G, and dressed for my commute today in tank top and shorts. Switched to my corporate linen when I got in. These hot summer days always put
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Wow, it’s that kind of “week.” Writing and whisky. It’s the best life.
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In truth, women shouldn’t have to legitimize themselves as athletes by challenging the guys, but with America’s short attention span, it’s one of the few ways women find mainstream recognition. These days, “A League of Their Own” sounds like a quaint notion because the WNBA is the only significant survivor of all the women’s pro
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Using actual body size based on teens’ reports of their height and weight, the researchers found that overall, overweight or underweight teens were only slightly more likely than normal-weight teens to have suicidal tendencies. But teens who perceived themselves at either weight extreme — very fat or really skinny — were more than twice as
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When oh when? I stopped reading 1/4 of the way through book 8, when I realized the plot had stopped completely and I was getting twenty-page descriptions of clothing and scenerey. However, as with the Star Wars franchise, I’m invested, and someday, I’m told, the books will end. I should probably start catching up on
It’s going to be 94 degrees today here in Chicago, and muggy. I wandered in from the train station to work (about a 12 minute walk) wearing a tank top with my linen pants, and some sensible hiking sandals. A guy on a bike, wearing shorts, tank top, and do-rag, whizzed by me. He hopped
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Woke up at 2:30am, pouring sweat, jerked out of a nightmare in which I’d dreamed that I’d yanked out my IUD, to the tune of much blood and pain. Reassured myself that no, really, all was still in place. Took a couple of Motrin this morning. Sucks to be a woman. Bloody womb fiction, here
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