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Look out! Charlie’s in the chimney!!

Here is a Halloween story. I have told it before, but it’s too good to not tell again. A Halloween story set in the roller-coaster landscape of San Francisco, where I lived for a brief 2 months. This was right … Continue reading

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Fragments. Years apart. Different voices.

“You and me, we’re like that movie. You know. That movie.” “What movie?” “Yeah. That movie.” “What movie?” “That movie – dammit – it’s totally about us.” “What movie?” “Stop saying that.” [Suddenly, I knew what he was talking about. … Continue reading

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Inscriptions

I love the site Book Inscriptions Project dearly – so glad I discovered it! I love to just scroll through there, reading, perusing – it makes me feel like I’m snooping, or something. Maybe that’s part of the appeal. But … Continue reading

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Diary Saturday: “Over the course of the night, I became quite intimate with the clerk at Crystal Lodge.”

This is for my dear friends from high school. You know who you are. I was a senior in college here. In love for really the first time (not counting Ralph Macchio, of course). My first real boyfriend. He shows … Continue reading

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Fragment ending in laughter I

Me: “I love you.” Long pause full of terror. For him. M.: “I love you too.” Me: “Don’t get scared, now.” M.: “No, I know. I know this doesn’t mean you’ll show up tomorrow in a wedding dress.” Me: “Oh … Continue reading

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Valentine

Long-time regular readers of my blog will recognize this one right away. And for those of you who are new … Still has the potential to get me all choked up.

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How I used to write in my journal

December Sitting across from Michael at the Golden Apple. A drizzly day. My spanking new saddle shoes. Michael chowing on waffles with gusto. I always used to love watching him eat. And the eyes. I could lose myself in them. … Continue reading

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This is how I used to write in my journal

It was August 21. A Death in the Family had just closed. My going-away party was the next week. I had gotten so sick, and I was still sick on August 21. I had 102 degree fever. I remember actually … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “I gave him orders like an Ice Queen.”

High school journals have obviously lost their humor for me, recently. I’m all about Chicago now. I know a lot of readers like the adolescent entries – and I’ll eventually get back to them – but for now, Chicago. And … Continue reading

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“On the Blogosphere”

He, teasing, trying to show how smart he was: “So. Will you blog about this?” Me: “Gimme a break, please.” He: “No, seriously. Will this be blogged?” Me (starting to laugh, in spite of myself): “Shut up. ‘Will this be … Continue reading

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