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Write-a-Thon 2008 Results!

Sunday, May 18, 2008

I got down with my pen and laptop at the 2008 NY Writers’ Coalition Write-a-Thon yesterday. Here is a sample of some bits I wrote–the RESULTS of the Send me a Writing Idea Competition! (selected by independent judge C. Phillips).
Runner Up - T. Mallie!
haiku for T. Mallie
lace panties annoy
the sort of girl who prefers
paper to [...]

Filed in Humor and Rant, Life in America, New York, Writing | Comments (0)

Women’s Genitalia: Cosmo calls it like they see it?

Saturday, February 23, 2008

My good friend Suzanne was kind enough to tell me about the March 2008 issue of Cosmopolitan magazine. Besides featuring the talented Rihanna on the cover, it also titallates readers and lures them over to the magazine stand with its usual circus of SEX, SEX, and CHEATING.
But that wasn’t what caught my eye and really [...]

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Why Do Paper Cuts Hurt So Much?

Friday, February 22, 2008

Waking up to this blanket of snow is as unfamiliar as if I had stepped into a movie scene for White Christmas. This is the winter I imagined. This is what I expected from Connecticut. But we’ve had lovely, undefined days, mostly. The kind that almost ache in their beauty: winter sunshine stretching out as [...]

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A Cold Day

Saturday, February 9, 2008

It doesn’t make sense, when the day starts with sunshine and ends, wet and unsettled, grey and cold.
It doesn’t make sense, when a friend comes. Rings the bell. Shines the light. Then disappears, shuts the door behind them, to seal in the silence.
It doesn’t make sense, at all, the emptiness of a womb, while the [...]

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Walking in Winter

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

I am cut off from myself.
A dividing line runs through me.
If you are looking for me, here I am– and here I am not.
Since 2005, when the cord was cut (first temporarily, then permanently), I shut a door.
I wedged it shut.
I went out for a walk in winter and I have not returned.
See? I [...]

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10 Reviews and Counting

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Back in October I somehow found out about the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Competition. I don’t even remember how, or why I took the time to submit my novel. Part of me thinks it was because:
a) I never expected it to go anywhere and
b) It was easy: just upload and forget about it.
Well, apparently my submission [...]

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Joyce Carol Oates 1, Professor Buttercup 0

Monday, January 21, 2008

At the Quick Center in Fairfield yesterday (where I was invited generously by my new buddy Carol), a simple author event became a righteous example of what happens when you are a man-professor of a certain ilk, with certain ideas about the world, and you set your puffed-rice expectations against a heady, hidden genius.
I am [...]

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In a Crowded Room

Friday, January 11, 2008

Time holds only the shape you give it.
This week, it was pressed thin, squashed against the wall, hot and heavy. It was pressing, but lovely all the same.
I am not sure, exactly what I am supposed to do with the time I am given. I only know what when I am busy, the time feels [...]

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Message from the Leaf Pile

Monday, December 3, 2007

Top 10 Reasons to Read a Blog
10. The blogger is funny, but not funny ha-ha… funny hmmmm.
9. You are bored of internet porn… it is so done!
8. Procrastination is nine-tenths of the law.
7. You hate your boss. Your boss wants you to do something other than browse the internet. You fancy yourself defiant.
6. You [...]

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Tag, You’re It

Monday, November 26, 2007

Or, Silly Games Bloggers Play to Fill Their Time
Recently, my “bluddy” (ie. my blog buddy, or, also, my bloody-pain-in-the-arse-bugging-me-with-chain-blogs-buddy) Grinder “tagged” me for some inocuous game of Blog Tag.
Being tagged in a blog is not (I hope) like being tagged by a gang member. It’s more akin to that uber-long and somewhat-but-not-quite personal “Get To Know Me Better!” [...]

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Environmental Me

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Or… Moving to the Beat of My Own Green Drummer
Nothing gives you a good ol’ kick in the tush like hanging around with people who are really making things happen.
At Green Drinks last night, I met more than a few people who are busy living a green life: they own an organic food business, publish [...]

Filed in Eco-Q&A, Food and Drink, Outdoorsy Things, Writing | Comments (3)

While he was running, I stood here still

Monday, November 5, 2007

For Denny, who ran the marathon yesterday
Not every To Do list has value, even in completion.
Accomplishments fill time. They tire you to your bones, make you sleep better. But they are just done things, sometimes.
Stand in this group if you run in circles to wear yourself out, to alleviate the boredom.
Come over here by the [...]

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A Way to Occupy Her Time

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Photographer Julia Margaret Cameron took up her “hobby” at 49.
The camera was a gift from her family, a way to occupy her time while her husband traveled for work. She set up her own darkroom at their home on the Isle of Wight. She kept a journal.
She presented her own portfolio to the British Museum [...]

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Message from the Coffeehouse

Monday, October 1, 2007

Being friends with other writers is always an elaborate game of Telephone: I’ve got Dixie Cups attached to email and blog strings all over the world.
Here’s one whisper from Jenn, today, a new writing friend in the Small State. She sends regards from Stephen King, a fellow Stratfordian (he grew up here anyway) from the [...]

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Steve Martin-itis

Friday, August 31, 2007

Or… When Funny and Serious Start Leg Wrestling on the Puce Shag Rug
The sucky thing about being human is that even when you are HILARIOUS you aren’t hilarious all the time.
Like right now, I am a friggin’ laugh riot, but can you tell? No.
Why?
Because I am suffering from the appalling and much-talked-about (but little-researched) disease called [...]

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