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Gone Girl, Ellen Style

Hip rehab, yes. But obsession in writing a new novel too. That’s why I’ve been so absent—the combination of these two life facts have been deadly to blogging, for which I apologize. BTW, I’ve missed being here. 🙂 Here’s my latest: * The University of North Carolina was eliminated from the NCAA men’s basketball tournament....

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The Gift of Doll God

When I showed up at the psychiatrist seeking help for my night terrors, the first question the doctor asked was whether as a child I had played with dolls. I was incensed—a thirty-something lawyer in charge of my own life, and he was reverting to some Freudian hooey? Better he should have asked why as a child I insisted on climbing higher and...

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My Favorite Images of Christmas 2014 (so far)

Standing at the point on Poplar during rush-hour traffic waving at the passing cars in the most half-assed living nativity I’ve ever seen-what was missing, you might ask? Mary for one. And Joseph. And the Baby Jesus (except for the moment when the bearded man in the toga (a shepherd) lay down on the hay bale and popped his thumb in this...

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For What Ails You

Sometimes when I’m blue and nothing seems to do where I go is Pogo. I scrounge my Pogo books from Burke’s Bookstore. They’re cheap, used as they are. I lie in bed and read about Churchy LaFemme and Howland Owl conniving to drag Pogo into their latest scheme. I laugh. I turn the page. These are not comics popular during my childhood, oh no. Walt...

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Startling Developments

Someone left a dead mole at our front door. I’m pretty sure it was the neighborhood cat. That sounds like a cat, right? Leaving little presents? I’d prefer to think that it was a generous if misguided cat rather than someone making small-time, horse-head-except-it’s-a-mole-body threats. I can fill up my Kia Soul for $25. At times, my old car...

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Loading Dock

Once upon a time and upon the loading dock we staged floats for Mal’s St. Paddy’s Day parade. Our first time out of the gate we won a trophy. 1st Trophy I was a carrot. I was a happy carrot. Happy Carrot at the Loading Dock Tasting success, we vowed to return. We’re not liars; we returned Our Triumphant Return always meeting at the loading...

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