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perfect love stories.

I once read 58 books in 6 weeks. I became a regular at the local used book store, often snatching up 5 or 6 books at a time. Oh, I could have gone to the library instead or (shudder) acquired a … Continue reading

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hoping like a pessimist.

I am currently unemployed and have been for a while. I welcomed my layoff, a result of downsizing during a corporate merger. It came at a time when I was ready for a break and for a chance to be … Continue reading

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writing, the early years.

Words. And paper. I love them both. I have been writing since I was a child. In my teenage years, the words morphed into angst-ridden stories and poems of love and loneliness. At 18, I left for college, aimless in every … Continue reading

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finally.

I remember the first time I shared my fiction writing with anyone. Years ago… on an online forum where I could maintain anonymity. I thought my writing was good, but I had never gotten a second opinion and I didn’t completely … Continue reading

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