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How to Stop Talking and Start Doing

Sometimes we need to remember to stop and soak up the moment we’re in. Quit thinking about the next big thing and just celebrate where we are right now. Sometimes we need to pay attention to the colors of today, … Continue reading

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I Did My Scary Thing to Challenge You

I did it. I said enough with this fear and procrastination crap, and I emailed out my first pitch letter to a major magazine. And then I went and spent $35 on magazines for the purpose of research and ordered a copy … Continue reading

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Today I Choose Enough

For the first time since I began freelance writing a few years ago, I’m having a slow month. If you follow me on Facebook or Twitter, you know that I’m usually working too much, battling too many deadlines too close … Continue reading

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Say It Out Loud, Write It Down

As a writer, you’d think I would inherently appreciate the power of words. You’d think. And yet, I have a long history of using words carelessly when I’m speaking in anger. I tend to lazily choose profanity over more descriptive … Continue reading

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The Happiest

I am the happiest I have ever been in my life. It frightens me to say this, because I have learned the lesson about constant change well.  I know that nothing lasts forever, not even the things you really, really … Continue reading

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Pushing Past Popularity. Or Fear (but that didn’t start with a P)

I feel like I’m going to throw up. Or maybe hyperventilate. On the plus side, self-urination does not seem to be among the imminent responses to my anxiety.  Yee-ha for progress. I’m telling myself that writing this will not help; it … Continue reading

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What Now?

I’m sitting on a fourth floor balcony overlooking the Atlantic Ocean.  I’m looking at the beach, listening to the waves, but I haven’t stepped foot on it yet. I haven’t stepped foot much of anywhere this weekend.  It’s after 3:00 … Continue reading

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Dinner With The Past. Oh, and old sex dreams (<— sensationalist titles, oh my!)

“Hey, Smiley,” he said as he folded his 6 foot plus frame into the front seat of my two door convertible. Smiley, he said.  And I did.  And in the same instant I forgot about how I had just spent … Continue reading

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A Letter To Your Son

Dear Baby Boy, I already know the name that your parents are going to call you.  I’m saying it in my head now as I think of you.  I’m hearing the way your mother says it, and wondering if I … Continue reading

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Further Proof That I Was Raised By A Hippy.

“Your dreams don’t have to be at the expense of my dreams.” I believe in what airy fairy people call “abundance thinking”. What that means, basically, is that there is more than enough to go around.  Of time.  Of money.  … Continue reading

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