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• Spot, Susan, motherhood, writing

  Belly Shots

  04.14.10 | Permalink | 8 Comments

  I don’t believe that writing and motherhood should be incompatible, in fact usually I am adamant that writing makes me a better mother, because it is how I examine motherhood (my life, at this point), and because in the examining I see both the ineffable divinity in every day and the humor (or at least [...]

• Daily Dick and Jane, writing

  Wait and See

  09.01.09 | Permalink | 10 Comments

  A few weeks ago Spot asked me if I could get the button out of her nose. I looked and looked, but never found a button. Hoping that she was mistaken about a button ever being up her nose is what I like to call “not over-reacting.” Then things started going wrong with my pregnancy, [...]

• christmas, health, writing

  “My whole soul burns most ardently after it”

  12.23.08 | Permalink | 8 Comments

  Through a series of serendipitous events, Dick and I went to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir’s Ring Christmas Bells concert last weekend. It was being filmed for PBS, and it was the fanciest performance I’ve been to in a long time. Perhaps ever. But as I watched the dancers, in odd (but modest!) angel-nun costumes, and [...]

• writing

  And I wouldn’t care what anyone else thought of it

  11.30.08 | Permalink | 9 Comments

  And so it is done. Though there were months during my blogging honeymoon that I posted 40-50 times in thirty days, this month, this November, has just about quenched my desire to EXPRESS MYSELF. I know my youngest sister would find that hard to believe. Once Mary and Karen and I were driving along a [...]

• writing

  Not drinking enough, apparently

  11.29.08 | Permalink | 11 Comments

  Today is the penultimate day of National Blog Posting Month, and it has been much more of an experience than I expected. An experience in the way that the week-long wilderness survival trip I went on as a senior in high school and the first few months after bringing a newborn home from the hospital [...]

• writing

  In Which WonderWoman Meets Her Match

  07.15.08 | Permalink | 11 Comments

  WonderWoman gaped at the doctor. “I’m gonna have a buh . . . a buh . . .?” “Not a buh. A baby.” He smiled encouragingly. “You’re sure? Like seventy percent or eighty? I know you doctors love percentages.” Please-oh-please let it be eighty-five or ninety. She could cope with ninety percent. “‘Fraid not. Pregnancy’s [...]

• writing

  My first guest gig: Afraid to Call Yourself a Writer (Me Too)

  06.24.08 | Permalink | Comment?

  So, I’ve gone over to the dark side of bloggy guest posting and such. After carnivals and a giveaway, it was only a matter of time. Please, for the love of everything holy, go comment on my poor little offering. Thanks! I’ll even close comments here so we can pretend that I’m stopping hordes of [...]

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