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Without Shame
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And Finally…
Well, the ms went back yesterday–hard copy UPS, electronic copies of corrections in the e-mail. I spent all night having weird dreams about how my back yard–a flat, straight expanse that runs down to a brook–was really hilly and hard to walk on and full of logs with their bark stripped. There was always some guy…
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A Deed of Gift
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Start of a Long Weekend
So, here I am. The day is beautiful. The pollen count is virtually nil. And, for once, I’ve gotten what feels like serious work done. At least, it’s work I’m pretty sure I’m not going to have to change tomorrow. Considering what things have been like around here during these revisions, that’s not a small…
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What’s It All About…
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Wednesday, Not Addams
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Bad to the Bone
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A Little Clean Up, And An Addition
So. Experts. Well, let me say something first–as long as we’re talking about the kind of thing Cheryl is, where what schools are doing is simple enforcing on-site behavior (sit still and shut up in class unless called on, for instance), I’ve got no problem. I do have a problem with things like anti-bullying initiatives,…
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And In This Corner
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And Even More Speechless