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Jun 10, 2014 Writing 101, Day Seven: Give and Take Focus today’s post on the contrast between two things. The twist? Write the post in the form of a dialogue. “No,” she said. “But why, Ma? Isn’t life worth it?” “Not … Continue reading →

Posted on June 10, 2014 by wendykarasin | 8 Comments

Messes

Posted on April 3, 2014 by wendykarasin

Yesterday, while looking for a notebook small enough to fit in my bag for a publishing seminar I was attending at The Strand Bookstore (in Greenwich Village, my old stomping grounds), I happened upon one of my writer’s group prompts … Continue reading →

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Prompt That Made Me Cry, Number Two

Posted on February 19, 2014 by wendykarasin

The second prompt of Saturday’s writing group was this: What holds me back… My response: What holds me back stems from childhood – it’s wanting to be accepted, liked, cared for, not left. My parents’ divorce left me with a … Continue reading →

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The Thing About Death, Don’t Run

Posted on February 3, 2014 by wendykarasin

I attended the funeral of my friend’s father on Friday, the last day of January, in New York City. He passed away after surviving dialysis, heart complications, three marriages, and the loss of his twin. He lived life on his … Continue reading →

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Daily Prompt, Number 26

Posted on January 26, 2014 by wendykarasin

The daily prompt asks what role the number 26 played in my life. A big one. My first son was born on the 26th of August, 29 years ago. I had trouble getting pregnant which did not ostensibly disturb my … Continue reading →

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Bait And Switch

Posted on January 22, 2014 by wendykarasin

Morning dawned to sun and snow. Just less than a foot of powdered sugar piled high on homes, lawns and disparate objects mistakenly left outdoors. The stillness brought on by a snowstorm’s beauty and immobility are inherent. Cold, white precipitation … Continue reading →

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Why would anyone call a 16th birthday sweet? The female teen (I don’t believe I’m being sexist here, this is a girl holiday, right?) is in the midst of hormonal throes the likes of which few humans (except for other … Continue reading →

Posted on January 20, 2014 by wendykarasin | Leave a comment