In her mind, Deb Tawna plays Scrabble with Gandhi

When I was five, my mother took me aside on the playground and gently suggested I not scream at the other children for using the swings my imaginary friends occupied. Though I’ve had many imaginary friends come and go over the years, I cling to them every bit as ferociously now as I did back then. We have meaningful conversations about life and love and Pop Tarts. We brainstorm my…

Friday, September 17, 2010
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Deb Tawna’s pets have cooler hobbies than she does

My hobbies are not interesting. Hiking, biking, traveling, cooking, reading…I just fell asleep typing that and now I have drool seeping between the spacebar and the comma. My pets have cooler hobbies than I do. Here’s evidence: Blue Cat has a shoe fetish. He indulges this hobby at every opportunity, paying no mind to the style of the shoe or the hygiene of its owner. Monday it was my jewel-encrusted…

Friday, September 10, 2010
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Deb Tawna interviews…uh, Deb Tawna

We’re introducing ourselves this week, and what better way to do that than with the aid of a skilled journalistic interviewer? Unfortunately, I don’t know any. But I do know myself, and worked as a reporter back before I lost my lust for long hours and lousy pay. Behold, I give you my interview with…well, me. Tawna: Tell me a bit about yourself. Tawna: I was born in a space…

Friday, September 3, 2010
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