First Apartment By Deb Anna

My first apartment wasn’t an apartment — it was a house. And not just any house but a house on Martha’s Vineyard the summer between my sophomore and junior years in college when I was a Derelict with a capital D. And, well, I had the house to match. I lived in it with three other girls, which became two other girls once the third got a look at the…

Monday, April 2, 2007
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What Routine? by Deb Jennifer

I wrote my first (as yet unpublished) novel out longhand in notebooks back when we lived without electricity.  Then I’d take the notebooks and my laptop to a café and type it all in.  I had a full time job back then and I wrote in the mornings and evenings (and okay, sometimes during staff meetings).  When I sat down to write my second book (soon to be published as…

Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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