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[Previous entry: "That's a Nice Pole in Your Kitchen...."] [Next entry: "It's Done"] 12/22/2005: "Family Time"
One of my brother's is flying in from Minnesota today and The Girl and I are picking him up at the airport and driving down to my mom's until Christmas Eve. I haven't seen him in three, or maybe it's four, years. I'm excited and a little nervous. Family is a weird animal. You can have totally disparate lifestyles as adult, yet you share the common bond of a childhood that is often interpreted very different by both parties. We'll have a little four-hour drive to get reacquainted. |
"Go out as far as you can in your writing. I can rein you back in, but
I can't take you out there."
Writer Buddies Anna Adams “Edison failed 10,000 times before he made the electric light. Do not be discouraged if you fail a few times.”
Writerly Links DoBelieve "Some men admit they avoid confrontation (about breaking up) because they’re afraid we’ll cry. Of course we’ll cry; we cry at Hallmark commercials. What they don’t understand is that we’re not crying because of them, we’re crying because now we have to get naked in front of someone else.”
Fun Links "If you’re going through hell, keep going.”
"Sex is not a sin. Many people have complained that this is taking all the fun out of sex.”
"I know the difference between a good man and a bad one, but I haven’t decided which I like better.”
"Change the way you look at things, and the things you look at change.”
“Men make love more intensely at twenty but make love better, however, at thirty.”
“My sister was with two men one night. She could hardly walk after that. Can you imagine? Two dinners!”
“A bit of lusting after someone does wonders for you and is good for your skin.”
“I used to think I had ambition...but now I’m not so sure. It may have been only discontent. They’re easily confused.”
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And it's a bit like being Peter Pan--no matter how old I am, I'm still the little sister.
Had to copy that arcticle and send it to my Canadian editor who is ALWAYS giving me grief about how we Americans are so unreserved and wild. Uh-huh. 
