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“You know, people my age, when we think of Christmas songs, we mainly think of Jingle Bells.” — my nine-year-old, apparently speaking for her generation

All the political parties should agree to only run women candidates for president next time around.

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I feel like I’m trapped in the climactic scene of Raiders of the Lost Ark but also surrounded by Weeping Angels. Close your eyes. Don’t blink. Continue reading “Tidbits from a Time of Survival”

My betta fish is happy. It’s a warm day, so he’s jumping and darting about his tank. Full of energy; full of joy; swimming and being a fish.

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This is what pets are for — to be small and cared for, concerned with controllable, fixable things — like whether the house is warm today.

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It gives me someone in my life whose world I can make perfect and joyous, just by doing something simple like turning up the heat.

I feel like I’ve been told that no matter what I do, no matter how much I succeed, if some man wants to take it away from me, he can.

Took the three-year-old to the doctor for a spider bite. He got a Spider-Man sticker and has proudly placed it over his spider bite.

Ghost-busted my way through a corn maze this morning and eviscerated pumpkins to the chilling strains of Phantom of the Opera this evening.

I dreamed that my mother and my publisher were arguing about the exact extent to which my college degree was useless.

I’ve finally settled on a main character for my NaNoWriMo novel — Witch-Hazel the Squirrel — with two days to spare!

Spent the evening at a long table of writers, sharing treats, listening to stories, & reading a story of my own, all while dressed as a Ghostbuster.

The three-year-old, on a walk, beating ivy with a stick: “The leaves are laughing at me!”