Monthly Archives: December 2013

Pressure, Pushing Down on Me

The pressure to write something pithy and brilliant after such a long absence is keeping me paralyzed. Instead, I’ll publish something short and maybe not my best work, but it will be a start. I told myself from the beginning … Continue reading

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The Glib Martyr

I was looking forward to my vacation too dearly. Too sweetly. My mom fell and broke her ankle and needed surgery. Now, my mom and I, we’re like Shirley McClaine and Meryl Streep in “Postcards from the Edge” only without … Continue reading

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