I, in case you cannot tell from the above sentence, am cranky. Crabby McGrouchypants, that’s me. It, of course, doesn’t help that I am all female and yucky feeling and losing what is arguably the very fluid of life at a rate that might just be, oh, forty gallons a minute. Last night, I felt […]
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On Friday, I got home late and proceeded to work on my grad school manuscript. I’m doubling the applications this year. Last year, I applied to U of Minnesota, U of Wisconsin – Milwaukee, U of Indiana, and the big granddaddy of them all, U of Iowa. This year, I’m doing those again and adding […]
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My class workshopped the Car Salesman story this week. It went pretty well. Some people got it, some people came close to getting it, and some people didn’t get the ending at all. One girl thought I hadn’t finished it and that’s just where I left off. Another person had a problem with the fact […]
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Sometimes I get nostalgic for our humble early twenties, when we lived in the little salt-box apartment building and had no money for soda and ate a lot of rice and pasta and couldn’t afford cable. I don’t know why, but it seemed much easier. Even though I literally had every minute of every day […]
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In the middle of the night, I woke Steven up to tell him to roll over because he was snoring. Under the down comforter, his hand found mine and opened it. I figured he was going to hold my hand while he slept (something we do sometimes… I know, most of you just retched because […]
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I have my writing workshop tonight and am plagued by complete and utter apathy. We have a story due tonight. I’m too lazy to finish my car salesman story, even though I’m excited by the premise and love the imagery and have the last three paragraphs written in my head. I think the problem is […]
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I had class last night and was able to shake my apathy, although it’s hard when I’m essentially in an Intro To Fiction class with people who’ve never taken a writing workshop before, but I’m taking it for graduate credit. We talked about theme last night, something I loathe to discuss. The concept of theme, […]
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Esteban : Did you have a good class tonight? Wendy : We were supposed to write something fresh and I didn’t… I used the first page from my “Flea Flicker” story because it was in first person and fit the assignment. Esteban : So… you cheated. Wendy : I didn’t cheat! Why does everyone say […]
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Have I mentioned recently how much I really want to change my name? To Arlene. Because not much would ever be expected from an Arlene. Arlene can make you brownies. Arlene is a proud member of the Moose Women’s lodge. Arlene sets up the candles on the altar every Sunday and brings red jell-o with […]
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I don’t think the Pixies have ever done anything wrong in their lives. I love me some Pixies. It occurred to me driving home from school on Tuesday night that I’m 32 years old and I’m still listening to a lot of the same music I was when I was 17. I don’t know what […]
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