Category: Writing

100/47/18

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I have been working on a cute little piece about today being my kids’ 100th day of school this year.

A piece with jokes about what 100 things might also mark this auspicious occasion (i.e. reminding them to brush their teeth every morning for the last 100 days.)

The only thought I have today is that this year, I’ve sent my kids to school 100 times praying that they stay safe. 100 times this year they’ve come home without having been shot. They’ve also not been shot at in a theater, an arcade, a house of worship, or a city street.

Yet.

Yet is the word that hisses and begs to be added to that sentence in the interest of honesty and possibility.

I won’t repeat the memes and the anguished data points right now. I will note with disgust that other than obfuscation and pissy folks trying vainly to be keyboard constitutional scholars…

nothing will be done.

Yet.

 

2018 Audie Award Finalist: Nevertheless We Persisted

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I’m very excited to announce that Nevertheless We Persisted is a finalist for a 2018 Audie (the audiobook equivalent of an Oscar or a Grammy.) I am a proud contributor to this amazing compilation of stories and poems. Special thanks and congratulations to Blunder Woman Productions for their hard work on this labor of love.

You can learn more about this anthology and my part in it by clicking here.

The awards will be announced on May 31, 2018. I’ll keep you posted.

Congratulations to all the finalists in all of the categories.

January Month in Review — Yes, I Can Believe It’s February Already

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You know how every time the calendar flips to a new page, there’s always a chipper collective “I can’t believe it’s [month, season, or year] already!”

I can. January was 6,000 days long this year.

Polar vortexes, minor sorrows from the minors, an ill child every so often, returning to routines without holidays to anticipate. You know, the grind.

But not all bad things.

We went to a water park resort for a week, which I’ll post about here soon. I made some peanut butter cookies that I can only describe as “disappointing,” which was pretty flipping weird. I mean, they’re peanut butter cookies.

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Even a nice dip into a ganache spa didn’t elevate them much. (Didn’t keep us from eating all of them in 24 hours, either.)

Oh, wait, not all bad things.

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