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Dec.31.2012
I'm actually not a bit resolver at year's end, imagining that I suddenly say "Poof! I'm different." My changes have occurred, randomly, on March 5, June 17th, October 19th, December 3rd. or really, I started thinking about those changes months before the above dates, and then on those specific days...
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Dec.12.2012
During most of my life, I've thought that the part of it I was currently living in, going through, dealing with was the most important part. My childhood and grammar school, high school and all its upsets and tedium, college and all that angst, young motherhood, new teacherness, divorced person out...
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Nov.13.2012
My new dog Remy is a high energy dog, the likes of which I--51-year-old woman--cannot challenge, but I try. On days that we are together all day (which number 6), we walk three times a day, between 2 and 3 miles each time. Despite the fact that a couple years ago, my Achilles tendons became my...
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Nov.06.2012
Somehow today, the only media I've exposed myself to (yes, I'm prone to do that) has been Facebook. From my friends' comments, I have a feeling things aren't going well for Obama. But most of my news came over the fence just moments ago, a neighbor and I hiding in the twilight of our backyards...
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Oct.16.2012
A couple of weeks ago, I got a surprise call from a lawyer. There are some shenanigans at my college (not really involving me) but it turns out that someone testified that 22 years ago, I read a poem with a line that is directly related to a lawsuit going on at our school.
There is so much to...
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Sep.28.2012
In a very wise move, BART long ago decided to build an extension of its service and tracks to San Francisco International airport. What a blessing it seemed to be, those of us fearing various traffic hurdles on our way through and over and around Bay Area freeways. Oh! the fear and horror of 7 am...
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Sep.15.2012
I write to you while sitting at my desk, our five-month-old puppy Remy gnawing on my shoe laces.
Make him stop! you think, knowing immediately that I have no backbone or fortitude. It's clear, you further think, that I shouldn't be allowed near an animal.
Maybe you're right. This puppy...
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Sep.03.2012
I'm sure I've told you all this story before, the one where my eventual husband and I were shopping at Rainbow Market in San Francisco for luncheon items. We picked out arugula and olives and cheese and bread. We were in a festive mood, and we walked up to the register and put our goods on the...
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Aug.27.2012
The last time I lived with a dog was the summer of 1982. I was home from college, working at the wretched insurance company that actually saved my broke ass, and coming home in the afternoon to run with my sister's dog. Our family dog Pippin had died, so it was me and Coffee. My sister had left...
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Aug.03.2012
I am no Zen genius, but I think I'm starting to get a few things. Mostly, I've been learning this too late (meaning, I'm kind of old) but early enough so that I might not have to obsess about certain things for the rest of my life.
Years ago when reading the Tao Te Ching with my students, I...
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Jul.30.2012
Forget the downhill skiing, ice skating and hockey; ignore the curling and the two man bobsled. For me, it will always be swimming, diving, gymnastics, with occasionally canoing, weightlifting, and soccer. Every four years, I sit down like the lump the Olympic games tries exhort me not to be...
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Jul.25.2012
I've always craved a mentor, even now. The thought sends contented waves of joy through me. Thinking the word "mentor" makes me believe I could relax, fall back upon the pillows of help and aid and actually figure it all out. In my demented mind, a mentor is a guide, a parent, an air traffic...
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Jul.21.2012
In my ongoing saga of trying to find the right dog, I've filled out at least four applications for adoption. Actually, not even adoption--for the simple chance to talk to a breeder or adoption agency. The last form I clicked onto not only wanted to know my name, address, and family members' names...
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Jul.15.2012
Mostly when I get on an airplane, I assume it's going to crash. In fact, as I take my seat and click on my seatbelt, I look around at my fellow travelers and think, We're all going down. I look at the businessman and the father of two and the elderly woman with her suduko, and I realize we are in...
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Jul.10.2012
Okay, so I'm not really trying to date a dog, but it sure feels like it. Before, back in the time when I wasn't trying to meet a dog, I thought getting a dog was easy. You simply found a person who bred dogs and visited said person to choose a dog. That person was thrilled to give you a...
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About Jessica
Jessica Barksdale Inclán's debut novel Her Daughter's Eyes, published in 2001, was the premier novel published under New American Library's new imprint Accent. Her Daughter's Eyes was a final nominee for the YALSA Award for the best books of 2001 and best...
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