Beyond the Haunted Meatball by Debutante Jennifer

I was in the third grade when I wrote my first short story: “The Haunted Meatball.” Here it is, some 30 years later – I’m about to have my first novel published and I’m thinking that in some ways, not much has changed.  No, I don’t have the Dorothy Hamill haircut, or have to go traipsing down the hall to speech therapy every Thursday to practice my s and th…

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Full-Frontal Grogging by Debutante Tish

Introductions make me nervous. The pressure of introducing two—or, God forbid—more people causes some sort of mental misfire during which I blank on one or both people’s names. And don’t try to connect it to the wonders of aging; it’s been like this all my life. I forgot my high school boyfriend’s name when I introduced him to my father. One lousy syllable. Vic. So while I should manage to…

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Annalyzing Myself By Debutante Anna

When I brazenly stated that I’d be the one to take Mondays — assuming that reading how other people tackled the topic of the week would only cause me undue stress and possibly bring on a continued massive inferiority complex — I surely hadn’t imagined this moment. Me, the day before my introductory post is due, with no clue how to do it. What could I have been thinking? I’m…

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