Yellow sweatshirts

By | Life | 5 Comments

It’s rainy and a little cool in Chicago today, so it’s a perfect day for a yellow sweatshirt. You’d have to be my sister to get that, and you aren’t, so I’ll tell you about it. When we were kids, my sister and I stayed at my…

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Reading List 2009

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I continue to ignore the reading list I set for myself this year. Classics! Who needs them? Here’s what I read instead. 41. Olive Kitteredge– Elizabeth Strout42. The Angel’s Game– Carlos Ruiz Zafón The Angel’s Game is Zafón’s second novel. I hate to say it, but I…

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Weird, good news

By | Writing | 2 Comments

So a few posts ago, I talked about how I waited a longlonglong time for a story to make its way into a publication. I thought my wait was something worth talking about because I know I’ve heard that question from other beginning writers. “How long do…

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Another story!

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I’m reading a lot online because I’m looking into getting stories online lately (more on that later) and found this story, of which I approve. This guy is in Chicago and is possibly too successful and young for me to like him, but ah, well. It’s not…

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Story!

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My friend Mary Anne said she liked the links I was giving to stories, so I decided to keep doing that. I know you won’t have time to read them all, but if I post a link, that will mean that I’ve read the story and liked…

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Who’s That Girl?

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Not that you were dying to know, but the image I have on this here blog is from the cover of the Chicago Sunday Tribune, circa 1940. We found it shoved under a big fan when we had our attic windows replaced a few summers ago. I…

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Writing time!

By | Writing life | 6 Comments

As in: I need to block out some Writing Time! The problem with having so much unstructured time right now is that I end up using all my time on things like laundry, household errands, etc. I know. Cry for me. Poor me and all my unstructured…

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