Le Hotel de Poulet

**Revised from a post made many moons ago when my career was first taking off.** Around ten years ago, I had two titles to my name and had been working on the third for quite some time before I submitted to the press I’d call home for the next few years, until I pulled back …

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The Sweet Tea Mafia #SteaM

Sort of brings a vision of a flock of genteel southern ladies gathered on a sprawling front porch surrounded by geraniums, doesn't it? Can't you just envision them gossiping and carrying on in low-country drawl interspersed with the occasional bout of laughter like sugar spoons razing fine crystal, tinkling and singing. Some months back, I …

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#SpringCleaning and Other Reasons Not to Write or #howcampnanoiskickingmybutt

For those in the crowd who may not know, CampNaNoWriMo started April 1st and runs the duration of the month. While the pace isn’t quite as frantic as the big event in November, you set your own goal and work at your own pace on as few or many projects as you’d like, it’s still …

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This is NOT a Test!

On the first day of April, 29 years ago, I was privileged to meet the little booger who’d been keeping me awake night after night for months on end with swift kicks to the ribs. He was a stubborn one, that little booger. First, he was two weeks late of arrival date. In fact, so …

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#categoricalcrisis

I find myself recently thrown into a dilemma that I’m happy to have happened into, yet confused as to how to proceed through. On the one hand, the discovery of this dilemma has cleared up a host of questions, and on the other, it’s brought up a host of questions. When I first began my …

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Fruit Blossoms and Dopamine

I just wrote last week about how #winterworn I was and here we are a week later and it seems spring has sprung, or it’s at least trying its hardest, as an old unattributed poem goes. I’m not sure the weather is befitting what we might think spring weather should be in all places as …

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#WinterWorn

Sweet things, winter has surely begun to wear on me. We’ve had so much rain, I think I shall sprout gills soon if the sun doesn’t make an appearance and begin to dry things out a bit. Not that I’m opposed to water. I’m absolutely not, but this onslaught of it coming from the sky …

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