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The first genius of my writing career: in which I have a rave review for a completely unwritten novel.

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I have to believe in something other than emptiness. I’ve been feeling the bite of emptiness here and there these past couple of days. That’s exactly it! The Bite of Emptiness, soon to be a major motion picture! Ripped from the pages of the best selling novel of the year! Novice writer Patti Niehoff pulls … Continue reading The first genius of my writing career: in which I have a rave review for a completely unwritten novel.

Still reading!

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When I entitled my last post “Now reading,” I meant it especially much. I am still reading it, almost exclusively out of the pile of my current reading. What the Anticancer book giving me is a plan of living, post cancer, so as to minimize the possibility of a relapse. As Gail said in her … Continue reading Still reading!

Day of Labor.

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The sun has not yet cleared an eastern hill, so that it doesn’t yet light up every tree in the yard yet, so it feels as though I’m up terribly early, and am setting some sort of awakened record. The truth is, however, any number of people are already up and at their days. Speaking … Continue reading Day of Labor.