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Category Archives: Just Writing
Hot, Dry, and Not Kansas
When I was getting ready to take my “Maiden Voyage,” I spent some time researching hotels, motels, and inns. There are many former Gilded Age estates in the Berkshires, retrofitted as luxury accommodations for Lady Alone Travelers. I could have … Continue reading
His Heart Wasn’t Into It
Whenever I have the good fortune to stay at Motel Four on snowy weekends, one of my favorite things to do is shovel snow with my father. Shoveling is wonderful exercise and my father has a wide selection of snow … Continue reading
Posted in Home, Just Writing
Tagged heart attacks, shoveling, Snow Blowers, Snow throwers, Waterman Farm Machinery
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The End of an Era
I was making a pot of the easiest lentil soup ever last Friday night. I followed my own instructions, plugged in my slow cooker, and turned it on the low heat setting. Nothing happened, which is normal for a Crock-Pot … Continue reading
The Truth Turns on a Dime
There is an expression used about a car’s ability to change direction quickly. People say “it can turn on a dime.” Over the long holiday weekend, I spent quite a bit of time thinking about the truth of certain things. … Continue reading
Posted in Just Writing
Tagged cheap sunglasses, Dimes, Lies, Steve Miller, Take the money and run, Truth, turn on a dime
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When Books Call Your Name
When I was younger, I spent a lot of time at the Lisbon Falls Community Library. They always had free bookmarks at the check-out desk; one summer, I got a bookmark that said “There is no frigate like a book … Continue reading
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Tagged books, Emily Dickinson, Lisbon Falls Community Library, Stockbridge, The Stockbridge Library
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The Funniest People I Know
If I had a nickel for every time someone said “You’re so funny” I’d be…Kyle Bass! When I hear this, I can’t help but smile a little bit to myself; then I say “Look, I have to be honest, I’m … Continue reading
Gazing into My Sole Again
Yesterday was “Cyber Monday.” According to the radio news puppets, lots of people bought things online. Maybe I’m immune from the pressures of advertising because I don’t have a Tee Vee or maybe I’m just a Scrooge, but I didn’t … Continue reading
Why Blogging Matters
My brother teaches an Adult Education class on writing. After all, he is a published author. This semester, he asked me to be a “guest speaker” and talk about my journey as a blogger. He recommended I prepare to talk … Continue reading
Off With His Head
If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you know I have a slight addiction to sports talk radio. I’ve tried “radio fasts” and “mental dental floss,” but at the end of the day, I’ve only managed to cobble together … Continue reading
The Writer’s Tease
My alarm goes off every day (except Sundays) at 4:15 a.m.; some mornings, I hit “snooze” more than once. I get up, make a cup of coffee, and start writing. Once in a while, there isn’t enough time to fully … Continue reading