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Glimmer

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: When our kids were little, we would come home from work, change into bathing suits, grab two longneck Millers, a slew of juice boxes, and a bag of chips and head down to Lake Michigan for ‘cocktail hour.’ We made sure to go after the lifeguards had left lest…

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Pulling

We watched the middle weight horse pull today at the Wisconsin State Fair. Two-horse teams pull a truck loaded with heavy weights. When we left, the weight was 3,250 pounds aiming for 4,000  before the event was over. The horses strain and pull, sometimes it looks like they might buckle.  But it’s what they do.…

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Writing Bleak

The problem with writing when you’re anxious or a little depressed is that everything ends up being about death – your own death, your spouse’s, your kids’, your dogs’, the death of the great American city, Death Be Not Proud, you get the idea. It’s depressing. I considered submitting something for an essay contest. The…

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In Parenting and Other Things: The Gift of a Bad Memory

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: I read an article a few days ago entitled, “Rare detailed personal memory a burden, and ultimately a gift,” about a young woman who could remember every day of her life in complete detail. Every day. Every detail – what day of the week it was, what she did, what she wore. Everything. There was a sense in the article that this peculiar gift had sometimes driven her crazy, that beyond the incredible party trick, there was a certain torment from remembering so much. After all, we all have days not worth remembering in all their monotony and aggravation and others so difficult and dark…

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Minnie and BowWow Discuss Ennui

BowWow: Tell the lady that I’m bored out of my fucking gourd. Minnie: You tell her. I’m busy. BowWow: Busy? You’re laying on the stairs like you’re tripped out on something – you know, like dog grass or LSDog. Get it? LSDog! I never took that stuff but I think the people did. Well, one…

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Secrets

Originally posted on Red's Wrap: Long ago, when I was a young woman and my boyfriend tried to end his life and ended up in intensive care after surgery to repair five stab wounds to his abdomen, my mother gave him rocks she’d found at the beach and a jade plant she’d bought at…

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New Destination

It was a watershed week for me in terms of my writing. Years from now when I’m an incredibly famous writer and there are awards stacked like pancakes on my desk and I’m asked to give readings in bookstores that smell like coffee and the New York Times Review of Books has me on its…

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