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Find a Way

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This week I thought so much. Not unusual. In fact, my mind is often jam-packed with ideas even in sleep. Yes, yes, I understand this is far from optimal. And yes, yes, I do occasionally exhale and attempt a break even as the complexities of our complex world complicate my thoughts further. One tries to find the simple. After all, one wants a piece of peace while observing the morning light filtered through the fluttering curtain lace. But then we have a week like this, filling one with questions and what if’s and mystery. Still, we endeavor to dust off uncertainty and say yes to the unknown. Somehow we dance our way to find a way.

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the best birthday girl

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Tonight I celebrate my mother’s would be 90th birthday. Yes, I know she’s gone, although a force like hers can’t be contained in a simple afterlife, right? Of course I’m sad not to have her physically with us, but wow, did we have spectacular fun these last many decades. Holidays and vacations and just spur of the minute plans that would always turn into something fabulous.

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Writing What You Know: part 2

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There is no denying that at the center of memoir is an unreliable narrator. As I wrote yesterday,”Working with memory is even less faithful than fiction. There is nothing to google or investigate. Sure I can ask a brother or two, but I don’t remember any of them standing with me in that short hallway between the kitchen and my father’s den.” In memoir you stand alone, even if the subject of your work is the whole lot of you, you have only yourself to corroborate with.

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As I plunge further into my own murky and dark past I have only my instinct to rely on; here the tenants of fiction and non-fiction collide, for they are both born of the creative spark that ignites my fingers across the keyboard. Beyond that they deviate.

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