February 2009
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To All the Blogs I’ve Never Loved Before
I’m a bad mother. I’ve orphaned more blogs than I can remember the passwords to. A trail of broken words, one post here, another post deleted. This has got to stop. My husband, Cadillac, doesn’t understand blogging. Facebook, with its stalkerish “XXX is now commenting on So & So’s page” freaks him out. “Why do…
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On Writing: Tenacity
“It makes me nervous when I see the evidence of how many other people want to be writers. I don’t talk to many strangers or get letters from many who don’t plan to write a book someday. You don’t hear people in their 50s and 60s saying they want to do brain surgery when they…
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Resurrection of a Fish
Today I bought a Plecostomus (algae eater) for the backyard pond, having been reassured by Petco that it was indeed a cold-water fish. I stuck the bag in and noted with delight that Squirtle the Turtle had come back from his winter’s hibernation. The pond was warming up! I returned in a few minutes and…
MARGARET DILLOWAY 