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Madam President: The Storm Before the Storm by
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Prompted By Good Trouble

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I imagine the smoke-filled room: a group of fat cats sit around a table. Their shirt sleeves are rolled up, they puff on stumpy cigars, their foreheads are slick with sweat. It’s getting late; the hours tick by while the discussion gets heated. Voices get louder and the shouted comments are laced with profanity. Fists…
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The Things We Carried by
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Little Rock, Arkansas is the home of Central High, the Clinton Library—and the only dedicated purse museum in the United States. Although not a traditional art museum, I think the ESSE Purse Museum exhibits a different kind of art: symbols of the lives of women in a one-of-a-kind collection of clutches, crossovers, and cavernous carryalls.…
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Time Travelers, Tigers, and Queens: Oh my! by
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Let me just clarify at the outset: I have been stress knitting for months now, ever since this lockdown, shelter-in-place, doomscrolling life we are living began. I need something to look at so my eyes don’t cross (or close) while I’m knitting away. I say this because I have binge watched a staggering amount of…
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It Was a Dark and Stormy Night by
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Prompted By Hello Darkness

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December 14th, 1997. One of the longest droughts in California history ended the night my daughter was born. The rain started sometime in the afternoon. I couldn’t tell you when, exactly. We were waiting to find out what was wrong with her and why she had failed her first test: the Apgar. One of the…
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There Was an Interview Here by
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Prompted By Interviews

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In the Spring of 2016, I had the pleasure of being interviewed by one of my favorite teachers at Saint Mary’s College– Alex Green. Although I was a little bit nervous, Alex is such a great interviewer that I got comfortable onstage with him immediately. We were there to talk about my recently published memoir,…
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My Time as a Volunteer in the Back of the Pirate Supply Store by
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Prompted By Volunteering

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As the story goes, the property on Valencia Street was zoned for retail. But the new tenants wanted to open a tutoring center. Naturally, the solution was to start stocking up on pirate stuff. The Pirate Supply Store at 826 Valencia is really a front for a place where kids in San Francisco can get…
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Button, Button, Who’s Got the Button? by
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And the winner is: My aunt Ruth!  I’ve written about my Aunt Ruth and her buttons here and in my book. She inspired me to start my own collection when I was a teenager. I kept them in a small box inside my grandparents’ secretary desk. On more than one occasion, I talked to my…
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A Pair About Shoes by
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Prompted By Shoes

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Well, since this is a prompt about shoes, I figured that a pair of stories would be fitting. The first one is an excerpt from my book. The Red Shoes They were fire-engine red. Cherries in the snow red, million-dollar red; movie star pouty lips, just like on Mad Men red—an I-mean-business red. They had…
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Here’s to Life by
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Prompted By Final Farewell

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” I want  lots of roses,” my sister said. This was the first time she directly spoke about the inevitability of her death, acknowledging that some kind of farewell or celebration would be held for her. And she had a few ideas. I grabbed a note pad and we started planning what would become a…
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Boustrophedonic Musings by
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Prompted By Brain Games

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What does plowing a field have to do with knitting, one may ask. The answer: As knitters know, when knitting an intarsia pattern one reads the pattern from right to left, and in the following row from left to right. This type of writing/notation is known as boustrophedon. The word originates from the Greek: as…
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