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A Burnt Toast To Mothers Lather. Rinse. Write. Pencils Ready? Burp. Pony Rainbow Fantastic! (as submitted by my four year…
A Burnt Toast To Mothers Lather. Rinse. Write. Pencils Ready? Burp. Pony Rainbow Fantastic! (as submitted by my four year…
I have decided to start querying agents again despite the harrowing task of trying to figure out exactly what it…
It pains me to have to take the precious few moments I have to write, to bother with this but…
I decided after picking Hanna up from school today that I was not going to write a best seller, instead today…
I realized in my thirties, the idea of dragging myself to a gym, a facility that is open to the…
Ellie asked me when driving past a cemetery, “Why doesn’t God have beds for everyone, wherever he is, so we…
Usually when we go as a family to the grocery store, I am the only family member who makes it…
I knew Hanna had been collecting buttons and I even went so far as to encourage a healthy interest in…
I hadn’t planned to mention my first visit to the car dealership to order a part for repair on the…
A few years ago, I made a piece of art that Hanna has saved in her “over-stuffed bag of questionable…