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An Ode to Roller Derby

You remember roller derby, right? Legions of shockingly brave and powerful women race around a track on roller skates in hopes of scoring points and avoiding grievous injury. My kiddo…

That Girl That Does Things (A List of Priorities)

In order to avoid real work this weekend, I decided that my entire writing office need a deep clean and reorganization. This inevitably entailed me sitting on the floor and leafing…
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The Indulgent Pleasure of Re-Reading Bram Stoker’s Dracula

Turn on all your lights, find a dog to sit at your feet and don’t expect to get any sleep the night you decide to read Bram Stoker’s Dracula. You…
Surprise-and-Disbelief

Surprise and Disbelief: A Short Story from Smart Girl, Dumb Love

Surprise and Disbelief A short story from Smart Girl, Dumb Love of The Breakup Girl Series Carl was my first love. It took One Week for me to fall in love with…
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I Bought Pot the First Day It Was Legal in Washington

On Tuesday, the first retail marijuana store opened in Seattle.  As this coincided nicely with our weekly date night, I made the executive decision that my husband and I should head…

Keep Dreaming: The Bittersweet Experience of Quitting Your Own Company

As many of you already know, last week I announced my departure from Writer.ly. I stepped down from the role of CEO of the company I started in order to…
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My Favorite Writing Game

I saw recently on ye olde Facebooke that one of my favored professors from Evergreen has a book in a Kickstarter campaign by Starcherone Books. While of course I hope…
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Cowboy Heaven: The Passing of a Patriarch

I drafted this piece four years back, just found it in a neglected folder and cleaned up the rough patches. Mostly. My grandfather didn’t die on my shift. I was…
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My Summer of Boys

The clock hits noon. Time to wake the dragons. With a deep sigh, I do my best to wrap-up whatever contracting project I’m working on and close my laptop. Fortified…
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My Daughter Lies: Karma Bites a Writer in Her Skin-Tight Dress

My daughter lies in the best way possible – in her writing. For her sixth grade language arts class, she wrote a story based on an experience from her life.…