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Deleted moments

I love the move to digital photography with its endless chances to get the shot right, and I delete the bad ones as I go along. When I sifted through a box of old, curled up family photographs, though, I realized … Continue reading

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Perfection slips away, one shot at a time

The ball springs off his racket toward my sweet spot; I’ll smash a forehand down the line: racket back, turn sideways, little steps, line it up, track it, bend my knees, follow through — a split second late, and that ball … Continue reading

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Cry “Havoc!” in a Sleepy Classroom

My students hadn’t thought twice about a stab in the back, or a robe drenched in blood; video games steeled them against such violence. But when Antony let slip the dogs of war, those sleepy adolescents marveled that Shakespeare made them shudder. … Continue reading

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How to Avoid the Killing of Darlings

Christine told me how to avoid the axing of assonance, the slaughter of simile, the killing of darlings: Exile instead. Save snippets like pulsing hearts, scraps like vital bones. Those darlings breathe on, beloved, to emerge in new pieces with old souls. … Continue reading

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Sleeping in the Sahara

In the Sahara, collapsed on a carpet, air so dry my eyeballs ache, colors transform, beige to orange to black. Nearby, unseen, a camel’s never-ending chewing keeps me company. I drift, under a purer black than I’ve ever known and … Continue reading

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Public Speaking

Image by Leon Fishman “According to most studies, people’s number one fear is public speaking. Number two is death. Now this means, to the average person, if you have to go to a funeral, you’re better off in the casket … Continue reading

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I Bust a Move on Dance Central a/k/a Cartoons Pity Me in My Basement

“I can’t get no satisfaction.” — The Rolling Stones I’ve never been accused of busting a move, but I’ve learned yet again that persistence pays off. About two years ago, I started playing the Dance Central game for Xbox’s Kinect. … Continue reading

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Penelope, Persephone, and Imperfection

With the Internet down on a Saturday morning and the rest of the house asleep, I poured myself a cup of coffee and flipped through the pages of my newly published ebook. I had just gotten a message of praise … Continue reading

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First World Problems

h/t to John Lennon’s My son is tiptoeing around me, asking questions about my blog and my race, trying to break the ice. He knows I am still angry with him. I agree to bring him to his Saturday practice, … Continue reading

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Bad News Shop: Bases Loaded, Bottom of the Ninth

thathth Bases loaded, bottom of the ninth. If she can just hold off this batter, she’ll get her first win. The 7th-grade wood shop teacher made it clear that girls shouldn’t be in shop. The alternative, home economics, had a … Continue reading

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