On Death, But Without Being Morbid (a 7qt post)

This entire week, the subject of death has been front and center, but I promise I’m not being morbid today. In fact, to prove it to you, I will begin with….Nicholas, of course. ___1___ Earlier this summer, when we first thought Grandma was dying, Nicholas took the news very hard. So on Tuesday, I wasn’t…

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Ninety-eight

When I was a kid, my sisters and I stayed with my grandma for a few days when my parents had to take a trip to some far-flung northern location to pick up farm equipment. Tracks for the combine, maybe? A ridge-till cultivator? I don’t remember. It probably happened more than once. We slept in…

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Sex, Love, and Women’s Fiction

I’ve been reading a lot of women’s fiction lately, and reading it with a more critical eye than is usual for me. As I contemplate the novel query stage, I’m analyzing how my book fits into what’s already out there. There’s a lot of really good writing out there: great character depth and engrossing storytelling.…

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The State Of Julianna’s World

It’s been a while since Julianna’s taken the spotlight. And considering that it’s taken until 8:45 in the morning to work up the post-viral energy to sit down and blog at all, I’m going to take it easy today and just share a few thoughts about the state of Ju-Ju-Bee’s world. She continues to be…

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Nicholas Speaks

As promised, it’s time for a post of Nicholas-isms. Are you ready? Here are some of the memorable things that came out of his mouth this week. Random one-liners “Yay, my muscles are all growed!” (after finishing his milk) “Mommy, how do you get rid of a Christmas tree?” (On September 2nd.) “Mommy, how do…

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Fourteen Years Ago…

…this is what we were doing. ___1___ ___2___ ___3___ ___4___ At the end, we joined our choir (the one where we met). * ___5___ Now brace yourself. This next photo is really, entirely, wholly, completely liturgically inappropriate. But it was also unstaged, and for that reason it’s precious in my memory. (It was after the…

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Introvert, Extrovert, Jabbermouth

A couple of weeks ago, we had quite a discussion here about introverts and extroverts. Mostly introverts, because you know, the blogosphere is a haven for introverts.  Everybody who ever felt socially inept, unpopular and never fit in has found here a community of our own kind. I don’t exactly fit in to the neat,…

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