't understand was that both of us read all our news online (or rather, he didn't think this was ... You'll often hear people describe Twitter as a "digital watercooler," where your friends hand ... it was really intended this way) is that you can dip your toes into the stream whenever you have the ...
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house. Alice hadn’t wanted to force her but knows this was probably wrong, too. “You know Papa and Nana ... was so perfect Alice actually thought it: this is perfect. Like the entire reason for being alive was ... a thumbs-up back. Hazel turns away again. There was a time when Alice didn’t go to the swimming lessons. For ...
& fairytale) with intense power & anger.” I didn’t know it then, but my father was teaching me ... love me as fully as he did. And he haunted my writing. Ours was the story that always had to be ... with men, his writing was the competitor for my father’s attention. As an aspiring author I had to ...
a daughter. You will not see her face." "But what does that mean?" my mother ... childless before the throne. It was just as my mother had said: the Pythia did look like a yellow onion with ... fleas. It was now my mother's turn. I stood kicking at a stone in anxiety. My mother would speak ...
generally letting my mother know I was still alive. But once I started using Twitter, the blog seemed clunky ... available. I used my blog for relaying personal anecdotes, posting links, writing political screeds, and ... revolves around Facebook and Twitter: Now traffic to two of the most popular blog-hosting sites, Blogger ...
I reckon again that my attempt to write poetry, with all its halting correctiveness and will toward ... contending with question, difficulty, trial, or material force. [Unto This Last] Ruskin was writing chiefly ... Page 99 from Issue 88 plasticity of the words, when negative culpability itself drains away into ...
