One thing I know for sure
Jul 22, 2024

The yoga retreat I participated in last weekend was lovely. I got out of it exactly what I needed---renewal, inspiration, and release. But my overall sense of peace was dampened somewhat by my consciousness of the privilege that enabled me…

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A MAP VISION
Jul 22, 2024

I entertain this notion (conceived while sharing an off-Broadway dressing room behind a theater kitchen with a resourceful family of rats...not mice...rats...we became quite friendly).....: this notion is that there are so many rats inhabiting the city of New York…

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Rebellions
Jul 22, 2024

Standing up to the people who loved and worried about me when I quit my job and headed west to work on a cattle ranch. I did that work for three years, clueless about the pain endured by those who…

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Jul 22, 2024

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A scene
Jul 22, 2024

We came home from a month-long trip and realized that mice had been having a party in our house when we were gone. An earthquake had rattled the area and apparently somewhere along the heater pipes, something had come loosened.…

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A Scene of Rebellion (memoir)
Jul 22, 2024

When we finally convened to choose main characters for “Call of Duty: Vanguard,” six of us sat down in a sun-filled corner conference room at our headquarters in Foster City, California, for an afternoon of brainstorming. The Game Director led…

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Jul 22, 2024

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Jul 21, 2024

I was game. My hairdresser Carla wanted me to meet her friend's ex-husband, Phil for a date. And as of that day, March 14, 2025, I hadn't had a date, or a boyfriend since my own husband died, twenty years…

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What’s next
Jul 19, 2024

My front doorbell rings while I am shaving on Wednesday morning. I rinse the shaving cream off, grab a hand towel and wipe my face and walk fast to the front door. I pull the door open and there is…

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How I Would Live
Jul 19, 2024

How would I live? How I would live is how I do live… I live in my skin—not always comfortably, not always “bien dans ma peau.” But I adore that the barriers of my flesh are semi-permeable, that the world…

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Conflicting emotions
Jul 19, 2024

My father, the first in his family to go to college, didn't get much support from his family. His older brother declared, "Why are you botherin' You're never gonna make it through that." But off we went, he, my mother…

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Fury
Jul 19, 2024

(fiction short) Jason moved around the room, first throwing the pillows from the couch on the floor, then tipping over the tall lamps on either side. When he hovered over the plant in the corner that they'd nursed back to…

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