Whiskers on kittens, certainly

Monday, March 26, 2018

This week, the Debs are discussing our favorite things, and I’ve decided to resurrect and cobble together some good old-fashioned surveys to the purpose: Favorite fast food restaurant? Five Guys Favorite ice cream flavor? Mint chocolate chip Favorite chocolate candy? Snickers Favorite fruity candy? Jujubes Favorite flavor Starburst? Strawberry (there is no other correct answer to this question) Favorite Asian dish? Chicken fried rice Favorite food of all time? Beignets…

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Forget Raindrops on Roses; Pass the Rye!

Angel's Envy Rye
Tuesday, April 26, 2016

What are my favorite things? Why, I’m so glad you asked! Because I have so many favorite things and I have SUCH strong feelings about them! Let me tell you about my favorite… Writing tool: Scrivener! The corkboard option is worth the price of admission alone. Such an easy way to organize my writing. Running shoe: Yes, I’m a geek and I love my Sauconys. They should pay me, I…

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Five Book Loves

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

This week’s topic is a tricky one – It’s the books we love and wish we’d written. As I stacked up the books I loved (which inevitably became a mountain), I quickly realized something. I would never want to have written them because then I would never have been able to enjoy reading them for that first, glorious time. I remember vividly when I nearly tackled the UPS guy as he…

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Jealousy or Admiration? The Books I Wish I’d Written

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

This week’s topic makes me think of the movie As Good As It Gets. Because when I think of the books I wish I’d written, it almost sounds like jealousy. How come I didn’t think of that? How come I haven’t written a line so good I want to carry it with me always? There’s Bel Canto by Ann Patchett. Loosely inspired by the Japanese Embassy Hostage Crisis in Lima,…

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Deb Elise Says Aloha To Her Favorite Place

My favorite place no longer exists. I don’t mean this on some deep, metaphysical level… I mean it literally was demolished and no longer exists. The place was the Kapalua Bay Hotel in Maui… and it was heaven. The first time I went there, my husband proposed to me. He wanted the experience to be perfect… sunset on the beach. Unfortunately, he had scheduled night after night of simple yet…

Monday, October 18, 2010
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Marooned with Lots to Read by Deb Meredith

When I was twelve years old, I won a Desert Island Disks contest on the radio. They picked my letter out of the stack (I deliberately used some garish stationary) and played my five favorite songs on the radio. The prize? Tickets to see Los Lobos at a time I couldn’t go. Oh, well. It was a thrill to be picked. As to what songs were on the list, I…

Wednesday, August 12, 2009
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A Few of My Favorite Foods by Deb Meredith

My parents always had a strawberry patch in their garden. For several weeks a year, we had more strawberries then we knew what to do with. I would go out in my nightgown before breakfast to fill up my cereal bowl with fresh fruit. Red and flavorful, they taste nothing like the ones you get in the store in January. They’re incredibly juicy and stain your hands pink. My birthday…

Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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Putting the “work” in “work of art”, by Deb Katie

In tenth grade, thanks in part, somehow, but I’m not exactly sure how, to Sassy Magazine, I decided to read Willa Cather’s My Ántonia. I read the book without particularly falling in love with it. Today, I honestly couldn’t even give you a rough idea of the storyline. It’s not one of my favorite books, and it’s not a book I plan to re-read. But that book contained a line…

Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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In which CATCH-22 knocks the wind out of Deb Kristina

My own favorite line can’t be revealed. Because to reveal this line, from Joseph Heller’s CATCH-22, would ruin a painfully beautiful scene because the gorgeous shock of it was part of its genius. It was one of those moments where I had to pull myself out of the book and gasp and remind myself I was only in my living room, not indeed on a Mediterranean island in World War…

Monday, November 24, 2008
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