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Starting Over When I Should’ve Gotten There: 12 Truths
1. We become what we repeat. 2. Pain + Reflection = Progress 3. Failure is the most information-rich data. (Entrepreneur Tom Bilyeu) 4. We experience life according to our beliefs. (Author Ken Honda) 5. We all fail. Failure is not a life sentence. It’s a moment. We don’t have to stay there. 6. Don’t think,…
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Great Expectations
A therapist once told me of a client who kept her Christmas tree up all year because it made her feel good. The woman brought to my mind Miss Haversham from Dickens’ Great Expectations who from the moment of her abandonment at the altar does the rest of her life in a wedding dress. But…
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Writing: A Hermit’s Journey
If my life in books counted off the page, I could boast quite a social life. My diverse bibliodiet of fact and fiction includes Pulitzers I study, tracing the contours of the words for clues to their savoir-faire. Best thing is when I fall in, pestled upon a page of genius. I feel ridiculous. Don’t…
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Men and Women: Oh, the Flu
She gargles the fire in her throat (upstairs), makes lunch (downstairs), dusts (both floors), washes the sheets (downstairs), reviews geography with her son (upstairs), heats the castor pack (downstairs) hacks into the waste bin, does her saline wash (upstairs), empties the trash bin (downstairs), gets her boy more blankets (upstairs), checks the soup (downstairs), does…
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Happy Hard Year
“He told of how the trees had grown in all sorts of conditions, endured lightning strikes and windstorms and infestations. [The boat builder] said the wood taught us about survival, about overcoming difficulty, but it also taught us about the reason for surviving in the first place. Something about infinite beauty, about things larger and…
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Greatness: Till Death Do You Part
Forty-two days after burning in a fatal crash, Niki Lauda jumped back on the Formula 1 track to defend his championship title against James Hunt. Single-mindedness. Insane resolve. I wasn’t into racing, but this was my kind of story. The film Rush opens with a portrait of Hunt as a handsome, charismatic, successful racer with…
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This Blog Is On Life Support
It’s not been looking good. The blog collapsed shortly after the last post and a series of labs unearthed a remarkable viral strain otherwise known as Hyberpola Polynucleosis. AHJ’s tested positive for the H1-OMG genetic marker which predisposes it not only to swelling of the T3 and T4 nodes but incapacitating fatigue and threat of…
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We Dream Again
What is it about the year-end that makes us face our fears and disappointments and count our hopes again like pieces of treasure in our palm? The seasons herald change as they fold into one another, but the calendar shows us we don’t cycle in place. We wheel forward — birthdays, anniversaries, “three years since”…
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The Color of Make-Believe
What color is make-believe, you ask? It is the color of time that never runs out, the sun streaming over a land where children are kings and queens, It is the heart of Middle-earth The color of Cinderella’s tears, the color of beauty who loved the beast Pinocchio’s lies and the virtue of knights, the…
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Ten Signs You’re a Real Blogger
1. Your username sounds like your real name. To you. 2. Friends will reach you faster through a comment than email. 3. Readers start showing up in your dreams. 4. Your sweetheart quotes you from your posts. “It’s not aBoUT you, k?” 5. The dish pile has become part of the furniture. 6. You know…
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The Ten Commandments of Blogging
1. Thou shalt not waste readers’ time. Offer up thy readers a worthy sacrifice that they might take and leave satisfied. 2. Thou shalt honor thy muse. Be prepared in season, out of season to seize inspiration when she comes that ye might write, dance, photograph, paint thy bliss. Be not caught without thy scroll,…
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The Ten Commandments of Blogging
1. Thou shalt not waste readers’ time. Offer up thy readers a worthy sacrifice that they might take and leave satisfied. 2. Thou shalt honor thy muse. Be prepared in season, out of season to seize inspiration when she comes that ye might write, dance, photograph, paint thy bliss. Be not caught without thy scroll,
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Happiness
When I was just myself, not latched onto and not stalking my own breath, I was not aware of how much I could unfold and conform the male race to my recesses… >> Read more My poems in The Writing Disorder, a literary journal that features award-winning writers, poets, and artists: Happiness Stillborn My Breasts
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THE PRESENT CRISIS: LIFE DOWN TO ITS ESSENCE
Who ever imagined that Times Square in the Big Apple would empty into a ghost town or the streets of Toronto would clear like smoke? Shuffling behind Asia, we’ve surrendered our Starbucks ritual, vacations, graduations, and worship gatherings. And in so doing, we’ve torn from the social fabric of our humanity: community. What has really
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