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Freedom

From a very early age, my mom had pounded into my head the idea that I had to go to college. When you hear something day in and day out, it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy, a do-or-die proposition, but the truth is that I didn’t need my mom telling me this because, by the time I had reached nine years old, I had figured it out by myself. 1,248 more words

Writing

All Adventurous Women Do: Erotic Tales From an Ordinary Life: Christian

Christian is a good boy. Tall and dirty blonde with broad, strong shoulders and a wide, easy grin, bedecked with shiny metal braces. At sixteen, he is already thinking about college and works after school bagging groceries. 571 more words

Erotica

Sick Day Reading

I’ve always loved to read. My mom nicknamed me Belle (from Beauty & The Beast) when I was little because I always had my nose in a book. 358 more words

Life Lately

The Moving Year

Excerpt from The Hierarchy of Weeds

Cardboard boxes slowly filled the living room but I was too afraid to ask where we were going. When mom announced we’d actually be moving to Florida to live with dad for a while I allowed myself to get excited. 3,467 more words

Family Dysfunction

OVERWORKED

via Daily Prompt: Overworked

Farewell to Lost City

 

We’d spent the night camping in the Lost City, Kings Canyon; prohibited now, perhaps then, too, but Dad being Dad, and the 1980’s being the 1980’s, somehow, we got away with it… 453 more words

#745 And There was Light by Jacques Lusseyran

​And There was Light by Jacques Lusseyran

Jacques was born in France and had a normal childhood until about age nine. This is when disaster struck. 328 more words

Book Review

The First Draft: fodder for the writing process

“Make writing your practice. If you commit to it, writing
will take you as deep as Zen.” Katagiri Roshi

It’s been a very long while – several months- since my last blog post. 597 more words

Writing