Dreaminess by Deb Anna

It seems a rather optimistic and extreme move to make — downright ballsy, as a matter of fact — but I’m going to go ahead and pick the protagonist of the book I’m currently reading as my favorite literary character. Is it because I’m positive he’s the ultimate, be-all, end-all character, filled with nuances and quirks and thoughts that none I’ve encountered before has possessed? No. But after just a…

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News Flash! March 18, 2007

And We Have a Winner! Our Debutante Postcard Contest winner is AMBER from Naperville, Illinois. She’ll receive a goody gift from Deb Jennifer and Barre, Vermont, along with postcards from all the other Debs. Another contest is underway now, so hurry on over to the CONTEST page. Congratulations, Amber! Debs in the News! Debutante Kristy Kiernan was featured in the Ft. Myers News-Press’s Arts & Entertainment section last Sunday! Check…

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That Rosy Hue by Deb Kristy

I do, indeed, have a secret indulgence. It’s girly, and it’s vain, and it can get expensive; all things that I’m typically slightly derisive of. It started at about nine while I was at my grandparents. I was in the guest bath, the bath where my grandmother got ready, did her hair, put on her makeup. And there was the most beautiful little cylinder of Clinique lipstick beside the sink,…

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TMI by Deb Eileen

Secret vices imply that you are good at keeping secrets. There is a reason I am not a spy. I have a terminal case of TMI (too much information.) My thoughts and feelings are on display for pretty much everyone. There are some advantages to this. No one ever has to ask themselves, “I wonder what Eileen thinks of XXX?” I am incapable of keeping my opinion to myself.  If something…

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And Then There Were Two by Deb Tish

Back in college I was part of a threesome. We happened upon each other in a massive lecture hall on our very first day. I sat between Lisa, with her avalanche of brown curls, and Tim, with his preppy sweater and topsiders, and we all began to laugh. Early on, it became apparent that Lisa was the studious one, impossibly beautiful. Tim–who somehow ran a large clothing manufacturer in his spare time–was…

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Ghostly Voices by Deb Jennifer

My secret indulgence?  Late night AM talk radio.  The indulgence of insomniacs.  I love scanning the dial to pick up obscure little stations from far away.  Listening to the weather in Pittsburgh.  Traffic reports from New York City.  French speaking stations from across the border in Quebec.  But mostly, what I love are the call in shows.   The talk radio psychologists offering advice to the broken hearted and confused.  The…

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What a Difference a Year Makes: Guest Blogger Patricia Wood

I am honored and pleased to introduce today’s guest blogger and fellow Hawaii resident, Patricia Wood. She also has a wonderful blog that’s attracting readers and writers from around the world. Her debut novel, LOTTERY (Putnam, August 2007), is a poignant and wise novel about a very rich underdog who shows everyone just how little his IQ says about his smarts. Read on and learn more about the book, Patricia…

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Coming Clean By Deb Anna

Well, I’ve already confessed about my weekly massages (and managed to convince you, not to mention myself, that they’re necessary for work) so I guess I have no choice but to come clean about my other main indulgence (barring chocolate, because I somehow feel certain that’s going to come up in Mia‘s entry this week). Reality TV. I’ve done a decent job of justifying this one — going on TV…

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News Flash!

It’s About Time! Just when this world could use a little saving, along comes Melanie Lynn Hauser’s SUPERMOM SAVES THE WORLD. Support our planet by running to your local bookstore to pick it up today. Literary Mama! Friend of the Deb Ball, Gail Konop Baker has a new Bare-breasted Mama up at Literary Mama. Debs on Debs! Deb Kristy stopped to chat over on Tish’s Diary at tishcohen.com! If you’d…

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The Year of the Superfluous Guest by Deb Tish

Last year was officially the year of the superfluous guest. What does this mean? If someone is throwing a wedding, bar mitzvah, christening or anniversary party of any kind, and they’ve never met my husband or me, we’ll get an invitation. The sad part is that the band, go-go dancers, appetizers, flowers and truckloads of money spent…it’s all lost on me. I’d rather be sitting on the couch swiping crumbs…

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