Tag: family
group name: thewriters
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February 09, 2008 01:23 PM EST --
At holidays, and special birthdays we sometimes used to get to eat on my grandmother's Haviland china. It was simple, elegant, white with a delicate pink ramble of roses.
This china came originally . . . more
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February 17, 2008 10:20 PM EST --
Her name was Helen IcaFaye (pronounced Ice-uh ). No one I ever knew called her Helen. Everyone I ever knew dropped the Ica....and called her Faye. I dropped it all, and called her Mama.
For the first . . . more
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July 28, 2008 09:12 AM EDT --
This week in Birdland I've learned a little about the empty nest while L.S. was away at camp. It's really just a preview; he won't even be away for a whole week. Not like when I dropped my . . . more
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May 18, 2008 10:50 PM EDT --
The following is A partial set of lyrics to my inspirational/patriotic . . . more
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May 02, 2008 04:35 PM EDT --
I had a dream.
You were barefoot,
Dancing with my Mom
In the kitchen.
In a red plaid shirt
And baggy jeans.
You smelled like pine trees
And soap
And air.
. . . more
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April 17, 2008 03:32 AM EDT --
The Capstan's Arc
"Please tell me. Did my father save my life
That day I swung upon the capstan arm?"
"Of course. Though light, my . . . more
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June 24, 2008 03:43 PM EDT --
Your Mom makes you scrambled eggs
And toast with strawberry jam,
And feeds it to you in little bites,
While she tells you how high the tomato plants are,
And . . . more
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July 02, 2008 04:10 AM EDT --
The Old Man and the Tree
The day Jack Brand was born the topsoil moved
Aside, displaced by gentle force, nature's
Relentless strength when roots split free and . . . more
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September 25, 2007 06:35 PM EDT --
I've seen writers comment that neither friends nor family know that they write. Others report that fellow writers are their greatest supporters. And some writers enjoy the unstinting . . . more
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August 04, 2008 02:42 PM EDT --
Family Business
Gulls'eyes watch as the brothers prepare to ship their last order.
Heads, spines and guts for offal, they slit, slit and slit the flesh and . . . more
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December 16, 2007 09:26 AM EST --
The Sidewinder and the Buffalo Child
BY MARY HAYS
THE SIDEWINDER CAME TO THE PRAIRIE FROM THE WESTERN country of hot dry winds and sparse bitter herbs. She was a beautiful snake-sleek with . . . more
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November 15, 2007 03:45 PM EST --
This week I sent off to my agent my latest historical novel, Woodland Daughter.
This novel is my 9th.
I find it hard to believe that I have written nine novels. When I first started writing I never . . . more
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July 14, 2008 10:38 AM EDT --
It's been an emotional summer, full of family gatherings. This week I wanted to write to my Aunt Anna Mary to thank her for caring for her uncle, my great-uncle, Francis, who we lost last week. I'm . . . more
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December 07, 2007 10:40 AM EST --
So...I'm thinking. I've never been a big one for the holidays. I can remember loving Christmas and all that came with it when I was a kid, but then something switched. It's probably because . . . more
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January 20, 2008 10:27 PM EST --
The trunk is marked with block letters, A. H. W . My sister and I try to pull it from under the eaves. It grabs at the rough board floor as we tug, as though it resists the interruption . . . more
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August 28, 2007 09:55 PM EDT --
In tribute to my sister who is 39 today!
If you find it in your heart to care for somebody else, you will have succeeded.
- Maya Angelou
Ode to My Sister
Sweet sister, you . . . more
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June 01, 2008 07:37 PM EDT --
My son is home.
And I am over that moon that people talk about. Because now I can call him and he will come galloping down the stairs and I can hug him and smell his hair for just that . . . more
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June 24, 2008 02:08 PM EDT --
Pam's voice sounds far away and thin, like she can't quite get the breath to form the words.
"There's no easy way to say this. It's Kenny. He has cancer. . . . more
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June 28, 2008 04:28 AM EDT --
Ever noticed how, as you get older, you begin to look like your parents?
Villanelle
I'm sleeping with my mother-in-law,
My wife is . . . more
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January 03, 2008 01:09 PM EST --
A Poem by Mary Hays
New Year's Cat
It is two sixteen a.m.
on New Year's Day.
Illinois time,
but we are still in Colorado.
The . . . more
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