2020 |
February | |
16 |
Bus ride measured in staccato phone snap and ring glint
|
7 |
Political loner, swayed by reason not passion, deserves respect
|
January | |
31 |
When floor and quilt are meditation on cloth, country, clay
|
25 |
How 12 elephants and a lightbulb settled a battle over breakfast
|
16 |
Walking on this old floor is similar to a ship at sea
|
10 |
Unbeknownst to me, I’d boarded a ferry full of field trips
|
2019 |
December | |
31 |
Aiming for a personal best: Racing to fitness by 50
|
24 |
Seven edited sentences:A retrospective walk through a year’s words
|
17 |
Cataloging a life
|
11 |
When disorder knocks, let it in: Applying the second law of thermodynamics to a remodel
|
3 |
When a manual typewriter equals the speed of my thoughts
|
November | |
26 |
Artist Allen Crawford liberates Walt Whitman’s vigor from verse
|
19 |
Snail sentences, small and measured
|
12 |
At the heart of human survival: image and imagination
|
5 |
Fortune cookie wisdom: Distraction is the enemy of worker and her waistband
|
October | |
29 |
Strangely immortal language of poetry and bristlecone pine
|
22 |
From my perspective, all exhaustion and futility
|
15 |
Sunday coffee with Rashomon, Raymond Carver and the unreliable truth
|
8 |
A night of song, a theory about sacrifice by priestess of punk Patti Smith
|
1 |
A weather forecast calls for reduction of cloud, mushroom
|
September | |
24 |
It’s never too soon for honest men to rebel and revolutionize: Relying on Thoreau as I mother a young climate activist
|
17 |
Invisibility is more than a refuge in this field guide to disappearing
|
10 |
Short story writer Alice Munro’s bittersweet nod to aging
|
3 |
A sentence by Chinua Achebe celebrates my daughter’s birthday
|
August | |
27 |
An American Sentence for a boy who has left for school
|
20 |
Newspaper report on why slavery seeded U.S. exceptionalism
|
13 |
A small boy’s missing mother defines the Japanese concept of sad beauty in human suffering
|
6 |
Tomie dePaola’s story ideas, like sourdough, must be fed
|
July | |
30 |
Anaïs Nin in defense of the diary and handwritten sentence
|
23 |
Children’s author Tomie dePaola prefers fantasy over preaching about environmental virtues
|
16 |
Making raspberry jam while reading Anaïs Nin
|
8 |
Noshing on books, bites & black culture in David Barclay Moore’s “The Stars Beneath Our Feet”
|
2 |
Sleeplessness unravels story stitched into a quilt
|
June | |
25 |
Toward a future filled with stretch and stability
|
18 |
In early morning’s sooty light, birdsong blessed the day
|
11 |
Building homes from shared values a model of philosopher Joanna Macy’s active hope
|
4 |
A minnow of short story, with nod to Kipling and cousin
|
May | |
28 |
Byrd Baylor’s desert ode: A girl learns her poor family is rich in things that matter
|
21 |
Terry Tempest Williams’ meditation on women’s voices is a prayer of bird song, blank page
|
14 |
Ursula K. Le Guin on why suffering, not love, unites us
|
7 |
We might be miserable, but playwright Young Jean Lee doesn’t want us to be alone
|
April | |
30 |
Roller derby, deck of cards give me a novel set of writing skills
|
23 |
Sci-fi writer, space traveler, spelunker work at chaos’ edge
|
16 |
Sculptor Anne Truitt on pathways between connection and privacy
|
9 |
Continuation of conversation between self and spring
|
2 |
Like my family’s vegetables, ideas sprout, become food for thought
|
March | |
26 |
Philosopher-poet David Whyte seeks words’ precarious beauty
|
19 |
Morning coffee with obituaries: Discovery within a final remembrance
|
11 |
Trail of cookie crumbs connects imperfect knowledge to production of ideas
|
5 |
Zadie Smith responds to inadequacy, hot tweets, and the bartender’s question
|
February | |
26 |
When words are free as the air we breathe, a writer’s belly is empty
|
19 |
An obscure alphabet eases a foment of irritation, agitation
|
12 |
Weighing flour and the poetry of wordbaker Linda Pastan
|
5 |
Artist and anthropologist seek words to describe winter’s wane
|
January | |
29 |
In defense of marriage, motherhood for the mega-rich
|
22 |
Potholes on the road taken
|
15 |
Cell biologist connects seed husk and butterfly cocoon to deeply human feeling of love
|
8 |
19th-Century family of amateur ornithologists, self-taught artists create book of lasting import
|
1 |
Ignorant and optimistic, I venture forth
|
2018 |
December | |
25 |
Night Tree: A family’s journey into the forest creates intimate, lasting connection with nature
|
18 |
Photographer Tom Murphy’s striking images of isolation, survival of Yellowstone winter
|
11 |
A profane essay on progeny with nods to God, poet and capitalist
|
4 |
Ecotheologian Thomas Berry on the urgency of evolutionary epic
|
November | |
27 |
One man’s origin story
|
20 |
Pomegranate as mouthful and metaphor
|
12 |
Ursula K. Le Guin on how integrity binds past to future, and makes us whole
|
5 |
A lesson on active hope by philosopher Joanna Macy
|
October | |
26 |
Notes, in haiku, from a lectureby author Barbara Kingsolver
|
24 |
Percy Shelley’s unacknowledged legislator and poet Kate Lebo links prayer to protest
|
20 |
Tarnished story in a gilded age
|
September | |
26 |
Poem and place for hard times
|
July | |
23 |
Soothing lavender
|
12 |
Last night, I woke
|
5 |
Flashpoint on the Fourth
|
3 |
A meditation on morning and other beginnings
|
1 |
Rx for failing, ahem, falling
|
2017 |
December | |
4 |
How we communicated one wet, bleak afternoon
|
October | |
17 |
A manifesto hidden within mise-en-scène
|
September | |
29 |
I do not know where to begin
|
June | |
14 |
What happened at the park’s edge
|
6 |
Agnes at the edge
|
1 |
In which a homeless woman finds a name and loses everything else
|
May | |
23 |
​Under a voyeuristic sky
|
15 |
Three on Mother’s Day
|
10 |
One hundred days later
|
April | |
24 |
Instructions from the harridan Brenda Hillman
|
18 |
Inequality wrapped in a tinfoil of fairness
|
March | |
23 |
Cure for cancer is somewhere, but not in this room
|
20 |
An exploration of the lack of manners points out my own
|
16 |
Relatives
|
13 |
A postscript to “I am not a rolling stone”
|
2 |
I am not a rolling stone
|
February | |
23 |
White woman at the intersection
|
17 |
What happened when nothing happened
|
2 |
Hope has two daughters, anger and courage
|
January | |
27 |
When sleeping women wake, mountains move
|
2015 |
October | |
6 |
Flannery O’Connor’s use of grace:A self-study of faith in writing
|
August | |
6 |
Learning by heart Mary Oliver
|
February | |
5 |
Tender and not too sweet:Barley, coffee, molasses scones
|
January | |
28 |
For Chez Danisse, an update
|
2014 |
December | |
3 |
Driving to Idaho
|
November | |
4 |
Anne Truitt on writing with loyalty about those we love
|
October | |
24 |
Painful, beautiful, cautionary sentences by Rebecca Solnit
|
16 |
Sisters, but not my own
|
6 |
Beautiful sentences: Roger Deakin on a pencil’s tentative nature
|
May | |
15 |
When is the effort the gift?
|
13 |
Six active verbs in the past tense
|
April | |
7 |
Interior view
|
4 |
Believing in rainbows and unicorns
|
March | |
26 |
A hand through rough terrain
|
19 |
Caretaking
|
12 |
Horn tooting: Kindred magazine
|
5 |
Conference gravy + giveaway
|
February | |
26 |
Seasoned
|
2013 |
December | |
17 |
When rejection is imminent
|
November | |
20 |
Mixing metaphors this morning
|
18 |
An intersection of food and fiction
|
12 |
This is scratchy and rich and singable
|
6 |
Tuesdays are good days for demolition
|
October | |
29 |
My weather report
|
24 |
Microreview: On the defense, James Purdy
|
3 |
Twelve things to love in autumn
|
September | |
26 |
Pockets for iPrecious
|
20 |
Microreview: What stills my mind, Mimi White
|
12 |
My Godot
|
5 |
Subtraction
|
July | |
17 |
Catch and release
|
June | |
13 |
Contemplations on a puppet passion
|
12 |
A limerick for a minor emergency
|
10 |
Squeezing time from my turnip days
|
May | |
27 |
Five things to finish this summer
|
23 |
My pen and ink
|
21 |
Currency
|
1 |
Recipe poetry: Fried Rice, Deconstructed
|
April | |
22 |
A week of small observations with sons: Three to remember
|
20 |
A week of small observations with sons: One woman revolution
|
17 |
A week of small observations with sons: A video recipe for soup
|
16 |
A week of small observations with sons: Not alone
|
15 |
A week of small observations with sons: Living with the wildlife
|
March | |
21 |
Four sisters in Fairbanks
|
6 |
Paper menagerie
|
February | |
25 |
A thread through the labryinth
|
5 |
In which I channel Ricki Lee Jones who isn’t dead but far enough removed from me she may as well be
|
1 |
Squandering solitude
|
January | |
29 |
Heaviness around the middle
|
11 |
The return road
|
2012 |
December | |
18 |
A new kind of Christmas carol
|
November | |
26 |
In the plate-licking aftermath
|
13 |
Flare up like a flame, make big shadows I can move in
|
6 |
Aeromancy or between the raindrops
|
October | |
31 |
My sweet spooks!
|
22 |
Observations
|
3 |
Q&A
|
1 |
October cleaning
|
September | |
6 |
Purls of poetry
|
3 |
Obnoxious loves
|
August | |
27 |
Food for thought
|
July | |
23 |
Chekhov interrupts my sleep
|
12 |
Parenthetical citation
|
June | |
19 |
Mileage from a Boston Cream Pie
|
13 |
Assholes All Around
|
7 |
Lamentations on June
|
5 |
Viewing the wildlife
|
May | |
31 |
I have found something beautiful
|
24 |
Overlooked treasures
|
17 |
Racy thoughts on rhubarb jam
|
11 |
Hindsight
|
3 |
Elbow grease
|
1 |
The letter H sponsors a second post
|
April | |
18 |
A story brought to you by the letter H
|
17 |
Six signs of spring (break)
|
10 |
To be known by name
|
3 |
A journey south
|
March | |
27 |
My Life as a Screenplay, Act Two
|
19 |
Singing pipes
|
15 |
Unlike Monday
|
12 |
On a morning deficient of light
|
9 |
Preoccupied with roads since my return
|
February | |
17 |
Warmer waters
|
14 |
Tending to the mending
|
10 |
Can we read at the table tonight?
|
8 |
Sugar rather than salt in my wounds
|
3 |
It’s probably raining
|
3 |
Friday’s promise
|
January | |
31 |
Knitting is a diary written in yarn
|
26 |
A conversation occurring minutes before guests arrive
|
23 |
My response to another’s paradise
|
20 |
Noncompliance
|
17 |
A day that was not today
|
11 |
Pretzels are poems written with flour
|
9 |
Monday’s cup
|
5 |
Continuing education
|
3 |
The forecast
|
2011 |
December | |
26 |
Behind the pageantry
|
23 |
To pull in air was like reading a novel
|
10 |
Within the cloudbank
|
October | |
25 |
Dynamite chili or feeding the masses
|
20 |
When life riffs from a good book
|
17 |
20 things I’m no good at
|
11 |
On my knees
|
3 |
Second sighting
|
September | |
27 |
Unexpected
|
22 |
Goodbye blue sky
|
21 |
Soupçon or sounds of collecting
|
16 |
Another’s breath
|
13 |
Space is something we give ourselves
|
August | |
22 |
Time enough to learn to prune a tree
|
15 |
A sewing lesson
|
10 |
Sandscript
|
July | |
21 |
Pick, pack, preserve
|
11 |
More is merrier
|
6 |
Creating in the chaos
|
June | |
22 |
A flight of fancy
|
16 |
A milestone for 10-year-old mayflies*
|
9 |
Saying goodbye to Wednesdays
|
2 |
Nest building, species identification and other thoughts from camp
|
May | |
26 |
My companion
|
24 |
Vastation or how I say goodbye
|
23 |
Remembering a week, a man
|
13 |
Reality is the raw material
|
6 |
Rhubarb soda + Mary Robison
|
4 |
Celebration under a somber sky
|
April | |
27 |
Kenspeckle or visiting the ravine
|
19 |
While on the topic of eggs
|
13 |
Every morning there’s a cup of coffee and I wear your ring
|
8 |
While at the park
|
6 |
Landscape of an oyster liar, er, lover
|
1 |
Why I left home late Thursday night
|
March | |
29 |
Quaggy or life in the rain
|
24 |
Similarities between boy and bug
|
22 |
The practice of leaving
|
18 |
Malapert or navigating foreign terrain
|
11 |
Morning with a young philosopher
|
9 |
Connecting dots where there are none
|
4 |
Evanescence or shedding the weight of self-awareness
|
2 |
Bad words and a butt-load of bitchiness over bringing home the bacon
|
February | |
23 |
Pausing
|
18 |
I like reality that tastes like bread
|
16 |
My brain
|
11 |
Fourth-graders search for nice
|
9 |
To be sustained
|
4 |
Where there is tea
|
2 |
Sough or sounds in a foreign language
|
January | |
28 |
Melting manners with molten marshmallow
|
26 |
My style and my mind alike to roaming*
|
21 |
Potential
|
19 |
Unexpected
|
14 |
Lessons
|
12 |
Twenty-one answers in an afternoon
|
7 |
A resolution
|
5 |
Effulgence or writing with film
|
2010 |
December | |
31 |
A year, reviewed
|
29 |
Mud and sunshine
|
17 |
Sweet, sound advice for the season
|
15 |
Going the distance
|
10 |
Tare or in which Christmas is unwrapped
|
8 |
The pocket tree
|
3 |
Later today
|
3 |
Today
|
1 |
The morning’s song
|
November | |
19 |
What you do before you friend someone
|
17 |
You get what you get
|
12 |
French kissing a mermaid
|
10 |
I am 40, now
|
5 |
Cancer cracked me open and I weep
|
3 |
A conversation with a young superhero
|
October | |
27 |
We are stardust, we are golden or Rilke’s elegies
|
22 |
Happy man on a happy day
|
20 |
Breathless
|
15 |
Air
|
13 |
It makes the world go ’round
|
8 |
Bilocation or returning home
|
6 |
Homage to Sendak and an ushering in of the flu
|
1 |
Maunder or writing about writing
|
September | |
29 |
I like wind
|
24 |
Pears and chocolate
|
22 |
Three cheers for mediocre
|
20 |
Beek or what I did on a good sky day
|
17 |
Tears with my tea
|
15 |
Lacuna or wandering through negative space
|
July | |
23 |
A summer siesta
|
16 |
A lesson with fire or how words ignite
|
9 |
Diving into traffic
|
June | |
29 |
Sun-soaked strawberries in Seattle
|
21 |
Words from the road
|
9 |
My heart, plucked
|
May | |
31 |
Made for TV drama
|
24 |
The numbers tell the story
|
17 |
Tangled time
|
10 |
Definitions of home
|
3 |
Just living
|
April | |
26 |
A week in re(d)rospect
|
19 |
The gritty details
|
12 |
Making gaps, letting go
|
2 |
A big leap
|
March | |
31 |
Who needs a reason
|
29 |
White chocolate mint cream
|
26 |
Some egg-cellent links
|
24 |
In which the day begins like any other, with argument and laughter
|
22 |
When mistakes are intentional
|
19 |
Before the beginning, they were brothers
|
17 |
Spring feverish
|
15 |
Caught on Chat Roulette
|
12 |
Celebrating the small stuff
|
10 |
Tenebrous or the results of a pinewood derby race
|
8 |
Four reasons to call yourself a knitter
|
5 |
Linus, limits and a liberal sprinkling of Parmesan
|
3 |
Hot cocoa taste test
|
1 |
Chapter 5: Dark dreams
|
February | |
26 |
Quotidian or surprises in the suburbs
|
24 |
Thoughts unrelated to the sentences that birthed them
|
22 |
When life unravels with the toilet paper
|
19 |
Billet-doux
|
17 |
Priorities
|
15 |
Half-baked: Story’s similarity to the scone
|
12 |
A lovely weekend
|
10 |
In which the author ruminates about love
|
8 |
Five-minute fix
|
5 |
A road trip
|
3 |
Aubade
|
January | |
31 |
Hats from the heart
|
29 |
A cup, a crunch, a crumb
|
27 |
We’re programmable
|
25 |
My effort, not futile
|
22 |
Five things needed to induce sleep in a toddler
|
20 |
Ursine
|
18 |
In want of
|
15 |
Succor
|
13 |
A palette for the palate
|
11 |
Women hold up half the sky
|
1 |
Popped
|
2009 |
December | |
25 |
For you
|
23 |
Christmas, past and present
|
21 |
Cookies ’til we collapsed
|
18 |
Happiness by the spoonful
|
16 |
Mad dash for a menorah
|
14 |
A conversation between dataheads
|
11 |
In the silence
|
9 |
Someone needs to tell Muhammad
|
7 |
Gallimaufry
|
2 |
Road blocks
|
November | |
29 |
The end (of the beginning)
|
27 |
Returnee
|
25 |
Rituals
|
23 |
Transformation
|
18 |
Unmasked
|
16 |
Diverted
|
11 |
A bus exchange
|
9 |
Predawn
|
4 |
Failure or Alas, I cannot get published
|
2 |
Ghostly goulies
|
October | |
30 |
Unprepared
|
28 |
Slate’s loss, your gain
|
26 |
Autumn manifesto
|
23 |
We met in line at the fabric store
|
21 |
Petrichor
|
19 |
A morality tale
|
16 |
Melon soup
|
14 |
Breakfast
|
12 |
Girl power
|
12 |
Carom
|
9 |
How do you like your coffee?
|
7 |
What’s cookin?
|
5 |
Judgments
|
2 |
The tastes of sickness
|
September | |
30 |
Alliteration amoré
|
28 |
A reading reduction
|
25 |
Let’s write
|
23 |
Diktat
|
21 |
Glorious, garlicky soup
|
18 |
Manneken Pis
|
16 |
An ending
|
14 |
Absolution
|
11 |
A key
|
9 |
Celerity
|
7 |
Woohoo for the workers
|
4 |
A story written with frosting
|
2 |
Farewell summer
|
August | |
31 |
Tyro
|
28 |
Icebox cupcakes
|
26 |
Jewels in a jar
|
24 |
Metamorphosis
|
21 |
Crepuscular
|
19 |
Tastykake
|
17 |
My safe Sam
|
14 |
Wishing on chunks of space rock
|
11 |
30 things to love + poem
|
10 |
Ephemeral
|
7 |
Insult and injury
|
5 |
Washington, D.C.
|
3 |
Sunday, defined
|
July | |
31 |
Ululate
|
30 |
Tomato seeds
|
29 |
Summer flesh
|
17 |
Gone swimmin’
|
15 |
Departure
|
13 |
Preparations
|
10 |
First summer soup
|
8 |
Saving the farm
|
6 |
Gambol
|
3 |
Melting
|
1 |
Twin tales
|
June | |
29 |
Coruscate
|
26 |
Soup in a boot
|
23 |
A launch
|
22 |
And you can call me …
|
19 |
Report card
|
17 |
Git along, lil’ kitties!
|
15 |
The walrus and the carpenter
|
12 |
A story shard
|
10 |
Mending the nets
|
8 |
Addiction
|
5 |
Wring me out
|
3 |
Localicious
|
1 |
From the brass section
|
May | |
29 |
A final burst of joy
|
27 |
Q&A
|
25 |
Memorial memories
|
22 |
Silly soup song
|
20 |
What happens in the backseat …
|
18 |
Mama’s mix
|
15 |
Participating
|
13 |
Hue are you?
|
11 |
When the world’s a stage
|
7 |
Mothering skills have eluded me
|
6 |
Blogus interruptus
|
4 |
Going down
|
1 |
Soup, slop and sanitation
|
April | |
29 |
Yearning
|
27 |
And then heals
|
24 |
In which a heart hurts
|
22 |
The bird lady, round 2
|
20 |
Five minutes
|
17 |
The keeper of the keys
|
15 |
Through their eyes
|
13 |
Oh, shit
|
10 |
Soup, never simple
|
8 |
Homage
|
6 |
The sky fell
|
3 |
Turning up the heat
|
1 |
Sweet inspiration
|
March | |
30 |
Up in smoke
|
27 |
Rambling through red
|
25 |
Creation
|
23 |
Of mom and minions
|
20 |
Soup, soccer and scavengers
|
18 |
My life as a screenplay, Act One
|
16 |
Oh my, we love pie!
|
13 |
Pie in the sky
|
11 |
Max, unedited
|
9 |
Scatterbrained
|
6 |
Out of hardship, happiness
|
4 |
Fill me up
|
2 |
The bird lady
|
February | |
27 |
Conversations and a cure
|
25 |
A fish out of water
|
23 |
Chivalry
|
20 |
Just horsin’ around
|
18 |
The explorer
|
16 |
Steal my heart
|
13 |
Primordial soup
|
11 |
Collisions
|
9 |
Hurried haiku
|
6 |
Life as hard as rocks
|
4 |
Hungry bellies
|
2 |
Cake confession
|
January | |
29 |
Jesus in a tortilla*
|
27 |
“Winter” by Sam
|
26 |
Elusive heat
|
23 |
Unraveled
|
22 |
florentine bean soup + polenta
|
21 |
Inspirations
|
20 |
Poetry and pineapples
|
14 |
Ouch!
|
12 |
Smoking
|
2008 |
December | |
16 |
Hot heads
|
10 |
Guaranteed
|
5 |
Kaleidoscope
|
4 |
A winter’s tale or how I fell in love
|
3 |
Seasonal SNAFU*
|
November | |
26 |
Corn people
|
18 |
A stranger in the neighborhood
|
14 |
Anniversaries
|
3 |
The perfect cup of cocoa
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October | |
29 |
A house, divided
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22 |
Coloring a cold
|
16 |
To start the weekend off right!
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15 |
My skin or my soul
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14 |
Time warp
|
9 |
Forbidden
|
1 |
A wedding
|
September | |
30 |
Hoops and hoppers
|
29 |
Still life
|
26 |
Muscle memory
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24 |
Writer’s envy
|
22 |
An oatmeal cookie that rocks
|
19 |
Plants and politics
|
10 |
Flashback
|
8 |
My neighborhood
|
5 |
My summer vacation
|
August | |
22 |
Another’s words
|
8 |
Fashion, part two
|
7 |
Stories, stock market and steak
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6 |
It’s a grill thing
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July | |
31 |
Ode to my healthy baby
|
28 |
To the point
|
24 |
I deserve a merit badge
|
21 |
Passion for a pocketknife
|
18 |
Fashion, part one
|
17 |
A penny for your thoughts
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15 |
A chance encounter and a yummy rum recipe
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14 |
My oldest friend
|
10 |
The funniest thing I’ve watched in a while
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9 |
In response to my sister’s question
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7 |
Silver City
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3 |
Two mothers on missions
|
2 |
A night with bats
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June | |
30 |
Chapter four: What happened next
|
26 |
Certain book read in a certain place
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24 |
Chapter three: Her very own hell
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23 |
Throw some spice in that sentence
|
20 |
A haiku for my husband
|
18 |
Chapter two: The blame
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17 |
Chapter one: The fall
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16 |
When punch, puking and a poem occur in 5 minutes
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12 |
Candy land
|
9 |
For Christ sake have a cuppa tea
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4 |
Red water pump
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2 |
When life throws you a curve ball
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May | |
30 |
To all the young dudes*
|
29 |
In which I drop the hot coal I’m holding
|
28 |
Quitting
|
27 |
Skin deep
|
23 |
The Little Red-Headed Woman
|
22 |
Bento binge
|
21 |
Waiting
|
20 |
A tale, twisted
|
19 |
Soar
|
16 |
Morsels are my manna
|
15 |
Absolute bliss: Alone in the bathtub
|
13 |
Rules to weed by
|
12 |
Connected
|
12 |
One beautiful sentence
|
11 |
Evolution of a game
|
February | |
5 |
Living with shadows
|
January | |
26 |
A tale of elusive heat
|
22 |
Spoilsport
|
21 |
Grassroots politics
|
8 |
The newest currency
|
2007 |
November | |
11 |
Insomnia
|
6 |
For every rule there is an exception
|
2 |
Worry Beads
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October | |
30 |
Pregnant Pause
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