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			<title>25 Days of Writing</title>
			<description>Sharing one detail per day about my current work in progress! </description>
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			<title>On Self-Isolating and the Current State of the World (March 2020)</title>
			<description>personal essay</description>
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			<title>A Reflection on Fifteen Years</title>
			<description>May is a turbulent month for me and my family - busy on the calendar, yes, but emotionally much more so. A lot of great things have happened in May, for instance the births of my great-gran, grandma, and sister. Sadly, the month also has a dark cloud hanging over it, just out of sight, though the aw..</description>
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			<title>How I Learned That Grief Really Can Be Good</title>
			<description>The worst day of my life began a little after 1:00 in the morning on May 14, 2004. My mom woke me to help her get my dad to the car. His pain was so great that he physically could not walk on his own, and it terrified me. For a few hours, I stayed home with my siblings while my mom took dad to the h..</description>
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			<title>Her Majesty, The Queen of Snark</title>
			<description>Ipulled into the Macabre parking lot at 9:23 the next morning, sporting theblack pants and black button-down shirt Jane had told me was the uniform. I hadan extra two shirts in a bag, so they could be sent out to have my nameembroidered. She&amp;rsquo;d mentioned they would supply me with an apr..</description>
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			<title>Textually Active</title>
			<description>When Igot back to the house and checked my phone, it displayed a missed call andvoicemail.Home. Idebated deleting it without listening, but I eventually gave in totemptation&amp;hellip;then wished I hadn&amp;rsquo;t. &amp;ldquo;Selina,it&amp;rsquo;s your mother. Your brother and sister-in-law6..</description>
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			<title>Potentiality</title>
			<description>The interview at the office supply place had gone aboutas well as I&amp;rsquo;d anticipated--they appreciated my enthusiasm, but werelooking for someone just a&amp;nbsp;bit&amp;nbsp;more qualified. Go figure. At least Istill had a shot at Macabre, and from the way Erica had been talking it up, itsounded..</description>
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			<title>The Anti-Catwoman</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Whatyou&amp;rsquo;re supposed to do when you don&amp;rsquo;t like a thing is change it. If you can&amp;rsquo;tchange it, change the way you think about it.&amp;rdquo;-Maya Angelou&amp;ldquo;So, do you have cat-like reflexes? Do you get nine lives?Do you have a weakness for men named Bruce?&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<title>Simply, Selina</title>
			<description>After 19 years of being compared to Catwoman, it starts getting old, and Selina has frankly had enough. When she decides it's time for a fresh start, though, she has no idea what she's in for...</description>
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			<title>Green Car</title>
			<description>Pale green station wagon with rust on the side;Impractical, maybe, but always fun to take out for a ride. People say it&amp;rsquo;s pretentious that I love chartreuse, But the real reason is, it reminds me of you.And I&amp;rsquo;ll never look at the stars the same way,Knowing you&amp;rsquo;re up the..</description>
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