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My senior year of high school I moved back to Maine to live with my grandmother. The initial plan was for me to regain Maine residency so I could attend college there at the resident cost. She had a whole stack of National Geographic magazines and I remember there was an old-timey map inside one
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My eighth attempt for The First Line, February 2023, 1012 words. I am so honored to tell you that my submission was accepted! I cannot post the story here, but you can purchase the digital or print version of the Spring Edition for your reading pleasure. Here is the link to purchase: Vol. 25, Iss
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2023 Edition: A blogging challenge to post everyday in April (except Sundays) about a specific theme that matches the letter of the alphabet. One letter for each day in April (except Sundays). Stay tuned for my daily blogs, found below, newest first. April 5, 2023: E is for Egg 🥚   You remember that scene
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I love doing surveys like this, and revisiting them from years past. Here’s my 2022 version. Not much has changed from years past other than the what are you currently reading and what have you just finished questions. I hope you enjoy this post. Please feel free to join in the fun in the comments!!
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When Cooper invites Anna to go away for a weekend, he takes her to a little town called Bar Harbor, Maine. Bar Harbor holds a special place in my heart: two days after my wedding, my husband and I packed a moving truck and moved from Virginia to Maine. Between my husband, my sister-in-law and
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Here’s something you may not know about me: I love writing short stories. Yep, it’s true. It is one of my absolute most favorite things to do. I love the challenge of it, the uniqueness of it, the sheer fun of it! Who doesn’t love a challenge? For me, nothing beats being given a prompt
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I read an article today by Katie Rose Guest Pryal titled Writing Isn’t Sexy: Book Affairs and Why We Need Them. Have you ever read an article and at the end said to yourself, “O.M.G., that’s me!” Yeah, well, that happened to me today. As a writer, I’m a definite pantser – meaning I don’t outline or plan
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My seventh attempt for The First Line, February 2018. 944 words. Leo massaged the back of his neck, thankful the meeting was finally over. He had a backlog of end of term papers to grade and they weren’t grading themselves while he wasted time attending the monthly faculty meeting. The past half hour was a complete
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I have big plans for 2018. The new year probably isn’t aware of my plans, and likely doesn’t care. Every year I write a post, declaring my goals for the year, and by March it’s usually all out the window. I’m sure this year will be no different, but a girl can hope! Here we
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