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love across the ocean. (take 2)

I’ve been preoccupied and busy. I finally have many new bits of writing inspiration… but now that I do, I have no time to write. I was thinking about this post the other day… and since I haven’t had a … Continue reading

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art: the prints. #2

I have tons of photos I took when I was in Europe for that magical semester. When I returned to school back here in the States, I used a few of them as inspiration for some pieces… like this one. … Continue reading

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song of the day. #15

In keeping with my level of Christmas spirit (pretty much none), I’ve decided to post another holiday treat. This may be my favorite song I’ve heard all week. As the world continues to fall apart around me, I find myself … Continue reading

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in tech news…

My phone died last night. I swear, it is a fucking tragedy. A nightmare. I can’t be without it. Damn, my son’s activities change so often that I never know when he’ll text me with a new time to pick … Continue reading

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away from here.

They told me you were dangerous but I was never a careful girl. I adored your devilish smile and your mischievous stare. You knew in an instant I was powerless. I was yours to take. Yours to have. I let … Continue reading

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song of the day. #14

This is my 14th song of the day post and already my third Coldplay song. I didn’t plan it this way… they just keep sneaking in. I cannot listen to Christmas music all day long. Not without pulling a Van … Continue reading

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fiction friday 49: in one hundred words. (take 2)

This is a repost from November 2015. This was adapted from a short story I wrote about 15 years ago. Her shoulders rose and fell with her sigh. She knew he was there. She could feel his heart pounding the … Continue reading

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art: the prints. #1

I did the drawing thing… sketching and all of that. I’ve painted [god, I hate painting]. Even some pottery and a [very] brief affair with sculpting. But something about taking a sharp carving tool and being at near-constant risk of … Continue reading

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