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Tag: memories

My Life is a Junk Drawer

As you guys know, my Great Aunt Iris passed away on Sunday. Been a crazy week, to say the least. My Aunt Iris is probably the largest reason I not only became a writer, but a successful one. Even though this woman started life on a farm in Paris, TX when people traveled by horse, …

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My Life is a Junk Drawer

Ah, it is time for spring cleaning. This past week I have been on a mission to simplify and organize. Yeah, easier said than done. I began with the refrigerator, battled the Spinach Ooze of Doom and The Casserole that Time Forgot. I stumbled away wondering how the hell I managed to buy 12 jars of pickles. …

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Writing and the Junk Drawer of Life–Finding a Place for Everything

Our lives are all like junk drawers; full of the messy, the missing, the mystifying and the magical.