Tag: writing
group name: ourneighborhoods
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November 17, 2006 11:16 AM EST --
It hardly seems possible, a whole year has passed since I joined Gather. What an interesting, engaging year it has been.
It started with a small link at the top of a newsletter I receive weekly . . .
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August 22, 2006 02:35 AM EDT --
On the East Side of Providence, there is an abandoned train tunnel that runs from Gano Street to the top of Benefit Street, a span of approximately 8 long blocks and 1.5 miles. By now, the tunnel has likely . . .
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June 24, 2007 02:16 PM EDT --
What's up this Sunday morning, I wondered as I arose, achy, tired and blue; so much work I've done, so much yet to be done.
Outside the black maple stands tall and the Japanese maple is . . .
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October 16, 2006 02:30 PM EDT --
It's not often I have a day or two off work, and those days are usually consumed with errands and chores a single person can't always accomplish on the way-too-short . . .
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June 24, 2007 07:11 PM EDT --
A habit of 12 years...glancing out the cabin screen door to check that Nick is still sitting on the bottom step. If he is not there, he has followed a chipmunk to the woodshed or is on the neighbors porch . . .
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October 21, 2006 05:38 PM EDT --
My parents moved the family to Waveland, Mississippi when I was a senior in high school. I hated it, not the least because it wasn't California, where all my friends . . .
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November 29, 2007 11:57 AM EST --
I grew up in the North Carolina mountains, and lived in a few different homes. But the one I most remember was on Main Street right across from the Catholic church. It was brick with a huge front porch. . . .
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February 21, 2007 10:48 AM EST --
I thought it couldn’t be done. Write a query with another author? Someone who has a distinctly different voice than mine? Impossible. We’d clash. We’d argue. Neither of us would . . .
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August 06, 2006 11:05 PM EDT --
The door is open; the AC is off. It's 80 degrees out, or so says the gauge and that's fine. There's something real in the slightly sticky overused air on the East side of the metro tonight. . . .
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September 24, 2008 12:51 PM EDT --
like a child, nose-pressed against window until hot breath smudges cold glass,
the maples out my window are backlit by flame: red, yellow, orange,
I clutch my fingers like an old, old woman, . . .
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August 10, 2006 07:59 PM EDT --
This morning I discovered that I'd left my hat at my grandfather's house, after I'd gone there on Tuesday, to pick up my computer, Since he does not live near a bus stop I decided that it would . . .
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February 27, 2007 08:15 PM EST --
Last night, per our usual routine, my two little buddies came upstairs to play with me.
Grandsons are precious. They're inspirational. Hysterical. Adorable. And they keep me humble.
All day . . .
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September 30, 2008 11:45 PM EDT --
"Leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again." John Denver's lyrics waft through my mind as I return to Gather for an intense day of reading and commenting, only . . .
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October 01, 2006 08:30 PM EDT --
{14 photos, for those gathering on dial-up}
in a cottage nestled deep in the woods, hand-hewn beams a century old reflect a dying fire's flickering light.
dogs twitch, a log falls. . . .
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October 03, 2006 08:19 AM EDT --
I should have jumped from the bed at the smell of bacon. I usually did. The delay was due to my sleepless night waiting up for daddy. Regardless, my stomach now screamed louder than my . . .
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October 03, 2006 05:45 PM EDT --
http://alexander.gather.com/fileServer/MzA5NjIyNDc0MzkyNDczOCBpbnRlciBpbWFnZS9qcGVnIDExNTk5MTE4ODA5MTE=
Since my writing for Gather has falled to the way as I fall again to the unemployment circle, I thought . . .
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August 02, 2006 05:10 PM EDT --
The weather was fine when I left this morning. I came in here and the only available computer was at the back. Next to me was a teenaged boy chewing bubblegum and sipping a soda. I don't understand . . .
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May 18, 2007 12:34 AM EDT --
Mary rolls her trash down the driveway alone now that Nolo has died; decades of Saturday night dancing, summer swims and afternoon tennis are behind her; these days, ladies come to lunch or she flies to . . .
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October 11, 2008 06:46 AM EDT --
Good morning, friends and writers!
I missed you last weekend, but had a glorious time with my wife at my friend's cabin on Honeoye Lake. I wrote seven new chapters in my current novel, watched some . . .
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August 30, 2006 03:17 PM EDT --
I've been helping a friend of mine with something, the past few days. Because of the extreme difference in timezones between Canada and Russia, I've been staying up late, to talk to her when she . . .
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