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I miss you. I miss your gentle grace, your smooth passion. I miss the deep, cool darkness of your mind, your whole delicious rumpled self. I miss the kisses on the backs of my knees, on the insides of my elbows, and the wonder filled curious touch of your slender… Continue Reading The Tremble in Our Bones
We walk into the business expo just as things are getting into full swing. “Don’t worry, it will be a small, laid-back affair”, he had said to reassure me that I didn’t need to change out of the jeans and cardigan I was wearing. Sigh. The place is filled to… Continue Reading Gentle Grace
Titanic was on television this afternoon. I don’t watch much television, but I curled up under some blankets (4 to be exact), and watched it from beginning to end, complete with annoying commercials. Hollywood flicks just aren’t usually my bag, but sometimes, sometimes I just like the sheer enormity of… Continue Reading I’m a Sucker…for some things
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She never wanted to be a mother. Never wanted to be a wife. She had been an unusual girl, disinterested in dolls, barbies, or games of “house”. The closest she had ever gotten was the castle she got as a Christmas gift one year. It became a beloved object to… Continue Reading On Account of Adrienne
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Doris Lessing never liked being aligned with feminist writings and had this to say about it: What the feminists want of me is something they haven’t examined because it comes from religion. They want me to bear witness. What they would really like me to say is, ‘Ha, sisters, I… Continue Reading Doris Lessing and the Feminists
