arm in the wind.

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While driving toward home the other evening, I rolled my window down and let my left hand do a little port de bras in the wind. With the breeze pushing gently against the strength of my body, it felt like a part of my body was moving through heavy water as my arm and fingers danced in the warm pressurized air outside my car window along the quiet two-lane road near home....

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look what just arrived!

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A few days ago, a big box showed up in the mail from my publisher. Inside the box, was my book.  I’d been anticipating the arrival of this box for several weeks now (in a way you could say I’d been anticipating this box for several years and that’d be true, too)–  dreaming of what it might feel like to finally hold the finished copy of my first book in my hands and flip through the pages....

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day in the desert.

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I have a lot of things I want to write about today, but my head feels like a crumpled piece of paper and I’m not sure I’ll get very far articulately. There is a large part of me that wants to just hide in the back of my closet and watch Law and Order reruns until it’s dark outside again, while another part of me longs to lace up my tennis shoes and attempt my first run since this time last year. ...

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