Flaws and scars
At the risk of it being called “hubadera” or attention-seeking, I’m putting this…
At the risk of it being called “hubadera” or attention-seeking, I’m putting this…
Ten pm. By this hour, the voices that colonized the mid-size Italian eatery…
This morn felt a bit like old Sunday mornings. Leaves rustled against the…
I love growing old. To be at a point where I can say…
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In one article on her blog, freelance writing guru Carol Tice said, “You…
There’s a pins and needles feeling sitting on the nimble nails of my…
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In what seems like a bizarre turn of events, I did something that…
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I met my father for the first time when I was 12, a…
2013 is a year like no other, full of bloopers and mishaps, and…
By the end of the one-hour newscast, the giddy anchor announces the obligatory…
This morning, I woke up with a rather stranger and inexplicable urge to…