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grey days, always and never

I have a tendency toward habits, in the manner of forming them, burying myself in their layers, then coming up for air only to abandon all because, man, that was exhausting. Living in shades of all and never and none and always, one extreme to the other, I’ve apparently decided pendulums make thrilling swings. I’m (Read More)

May 24, 2013 31

simple stories
[an invitation to old-fashioned blogging]

Remember the old days when we shared our simple stories, when we told about our days and posted grainy point-and-shoot photos, when we were thrilled to hear of new babies and cross-country moves and the books being read and that dress you found on sale at Target last week? I miss that. And I suppose (Read More)

May 8, 2013 135

sing loud

It’s always in whispers at first, isn’t it? We mean it, then we don’t. But maybe we do? We have our thoughts, they have their own. Too opinionated. No backbone. Loose canon. Too innocent. Trying too hard. Too strategic. No voice. All the same. Opportunist. Manipulative. Broken. Too fairy-tale. Only in it for the return. (Read More)

May 7, 2013 14

i only have my stories

I only have my stories. I don’t have deep theological rants, or meandering dissertations. I don’t lay bare my politics. I will no longer tell you how to mother your children. I can’t tell you what to believe. I owned the answers, once, and I handed them out here and there and everywhere. My opinions (Read More)

April 4, 2013 32