Observing a Writer at Work Day: BYOB

observing a writer at work

Last Thursday was Take Our Daughters and Sons to Work Day, celebrated by parents in the USA who believe their jobs are interesting and meaningful, and by kids who are stoked about skipping a school day. I’ll bet none of those parents is a writer at work, and kids with …

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Travel Journals: the Mundane and the Moving

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Brian and I have recently considered drawing up our wills. So far, we mostly talk about it over rum and tonics with a healthy squeeze of lime, or a bracing prickly pear margarita. You’d think it would be an easy process. We don’t have kids, we’re not bazillionaires, we don’t have …

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Ciao for now, Minneapolis

So long, Minneapolis. The AWP conference is over and I head back to Austin, Texas this morning. This was my first AWP and I feel exactly the way I expected to, based on advice I got and posts I’d read before I ever arrived. Exhausted in brain and body from …

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Hello, Minneapolis. Remember Me?

Tomorrow I fly out of my new hometown, Austin Texas, to my old hometown, Minneapolis. The annual AWP Conference for writers begins Thursday. This will be my first time attending; I am excited to see writer friends from around the country, though my inner introvert already pictures me face down …

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Lessons Learned: Not My Grandmother’s First Rodeo

Gram & Gramps on a Texas sidewalk

I figured out that my grandmother really loved me on a bitter winter’s afternoon in St. Paul, Minnesota when I was 5 years old. Gram doled out hugs at frequent and random intervals, redolent with menthol cigarettes and sweet tea, but in the midst of a three-day, howling blizzard—one of …

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Somebody Out There Liebsters Me

Steal Just One Day has been nominated for the Liebster Award! Right. The Liebster Award was a mystery to me, too. So when Tess, from Whisperings of the Mind nominated me, I got right on it. Being a master detective/nosy parker, I went sloothing. I sloothed. Well, I googled, which is …

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