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In Pursuit of Automation

In Pursuit of Automation

As spring hands the baton to summer, it reminds me of how automatic life is around us. From how the smallest seed to the most complex human tiny ce...

Of Courage and Helicopters

There is something slightly unnerving about starting fresh. It doesn't matter why I'm taking the big step. Still, I can be a bundle of nerves. That...

LOVE

Love- we need it, want it, crave it, and chase it. It can take many forms: spiritual, transcendent, platonic, honest, painful, or enduring. It i...

Revise, Reset, Repeat

It's November, and what would November be without a post relating to NaNoWriMo? As I finish the second week of NaNo, panic and self-doubt have set ...

African American woman made of of all women Robwalker

My Objection to Your Projection

It's not a secret - I am an American woman of African descent. My face is on our blog, my Twitter, and Instagram feeds. Yes, I see myself as an Ame...

Fingerprints

I finally finished giving, selling, and throwing the rest of the memories away. I drove through a snowstorm and talked to some precious friends abo...

1st Runner Up

As a young woman I never had much respect for second place. A win was a win and a loss was a loss. You didn’t almost win coming in second place. I...

K. K.

K K Not a conventional mom name, but this is not one of those stories. This is a story all mother figures. Because mothers come in so many ways to ...

A Mother's Beauty

I looked up at her, curling her long, sandy blond hair in the bathroom mirror and breathed in the scent of the canned hairspray and felt so…..safe ...

New Blood

Have you met someone who reminded you why you do what you do? Someone with enthusiasm and energy that is contagious? When someone moves into a new ...

Live, Love, and Write Your Own Story

“About six months to live,” the doctor’s voice blared over my car speakers. Being a nurse, I knew the doctor was lying. It was her effort to less...

REDEMPTION

I used to be afraid of everything- bridges, storms. My dad had to put a chain lock on the attic door in my room, so whatever was in there could not...

Owning Your Time

Many of us began our work life as early as fifteen and continue working for someone else as late as seventy or seventy-five years old. I know some ...