Tag: life
group name: cr8nonfiction
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August 07, 2006 11:21 AM EDT --
I teased him about his English but the truth is I adored his accent. I found his little mix-ups charming, and couldn't resist a man . . . more
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June 16, 2006 04:47 AM EDT --
I believe every child deserves a special, never-have-to-share toy. House rule said this toy stayed out of sight when friends come around. Jessica . . . more
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April 20, 2006 08:21 PM EDT --
(edited version after receiving permission to use her real name)
Dazed preoccupation, glowing skin, picture in hand to remind her he wasn't a dream, giggles and visible jitters. She showed all . . . more
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October 23, 2006 11:24 PM EDT --
Recently it was suggested to me by a Gather and blogging friend that publication of memoir is a serious betrayal of trust, and that sharing of personal experience is better accomplished by fictionalization . . . more
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September 27, 2006 04:46 PM EDT --
"Come on. He deserves better."
"Don't you think I know that?"
"If you know it, why don't you let him go?"
She releases her hair, lets it fall over her face, stalls, . . . more
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October 18, 2006 06:49 PM EDT --
Something within my gut recoils as I hear the flippant response . . . again. My words, thoughts, ideas are dismissed as a husband no longer consultsthe once esteemed mental checklist of "verbal offenses." . . . more
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February 03, 2007 09:06 AM EST --
My youngest son, 9, turns 10 in a few days. He woke me an hour ago.
"I can't sleep."
He tossed his art supplies on the bed and crawled in after them. Graphite pencils, rubber eraser, . . . more
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October 13, 2006 10:42 PM EDT --
She caught the misguided traitor--once known as her left hand--in time to save face, but too late to protect her emotions. Two decades of near-perfect denial washed away, dropping her in a life-changing . . . more
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August 04, 2006 08:05 AM EDT --
I had serious Avon Apathy this late summer. Sure, I knocked on doors, left satin smooth brochures and samples of beauty promise on beach cottage porches, under doormats, stuffed behind screen doors, balanced . . . more
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August 24, 2006 08:43 AM EDT --
It was around midnight last night when I asked RG to take Cassidy for her final walk of the day. The downstairs door had barely slammed shut when I knew a disaster had occurred. Our entire apartment, plus . . . more
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December 15, 2006 02:29 PM EST --
Our quarrel began the night before I was born and ended the morning she died unless, as I suspect, her spirit lingers to resent the funeral. A rational person would assume that if she knows about . . . more
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December 06, 2006 12:33 AM EST --
(This is a repeat posting of an article I deleted.)
I was born in 1922 and my family had a farm in Bethel, Connecticut by the time of the ‘Crash of ‘29’. Some of my father’s . . . more
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September 23, 2006 02:22 PM EDT --
One weekend, while fishing at our favorite fishing hole in Port Aransas, Texas, my father-in-law found a set of keys submerged in the water just by the shore. He picked . . . more
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May 28, 2006 10:23 PM EDT --
Some of my most cherished childhood memories center around visits to my grandmother Florence's house in Glendale, California. A modest adobe-style dwelling built in the 1920's, . . . more
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August 31, 2006 01:27 PM EDT --
I had unusual children. They wanted to stay at home and hand out candy on Halloween, and provided lists of their favorite charities when . . . more
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January 07, 2007 10:16 AM EST --
I just happened to glance out my school window as I did my last Friday afternoon chore, watering my cactuses. There on the ground were thin green daffodil shoots poking up through the wood-chip . . . more
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November 28, 2006 04:14 PM EST --
I suspended my loathing of ruffles and frills long enough to let Mom explain the saccharine blouses.
"We were Christmas shopping." She spread the hideous garments on the bed, forcing me to look . . . more
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January 03, 2006 05:05 AM EST --
I have a theory that to be a truly good writer, you have to have at least a little mental illness: it allows writers to see all the spectrums we write about. Many of the great writers of the past . . . more
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January 01, 2007 11:55 PM EST --
At the end of 2005, I swore off all resolutions for the rest of my life. Faced with my 40th birthday, my daughter's announcement that I was SURPRISE going to be a grandmother, the last semesters of . . . more
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July 28, 2006 07:24 AM EDT --
She loved to laugh. Oh, did she love to laugh. She did anything and everything to enjoy life. I remember a time when she could work several jobs, go to school, have dance practice 25 hours a week, and . . . more
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