Tag Archives: 9/11

Tiny Assassins

Today, I’m sad that Charlie Kirk, a young man who was a father and a husband, was shot and killed solely because someone didn’t like what he said. I edited out the second half of that sentence because as of … Continue reading

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Day 15 – Love Matters

Today’s Word Count: So far, 689 words. I’m at the library now, a place that has become one of my favorite writing spaces. I put on my AirPods and tune in to instrumental soundtracks (today, it’s Keiko Matsui) and like … Continue reading

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Birdsong

July was Freedom from Fear of Speaking month. I know. It’s August now, but that’s okay, because Freedom from Fear of Speaking is not what I’m writing about. But, in July, I was invited to write a six-word story about … Continue reading

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Final Thoughts

There are many things I remember about that September morning. The cool, crisp air. The beautiful blue sky. I had just arrived at work later than I’d intended after dropping my kids off at school and flipped on the radio … Continue reading

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