Call It By Name by Deb Jennifer

When I was a kid, I thought there was a trapdoor under my bed that led to the goblin trains. Sometimes, at night, when I’d put my head down on the pillow, I’d hear the rhythmic sound of the trains speeding along the tracks deep underground. I’d picture the tunnels through dirt and stone and the terrible little men who drove the engines. Sometimes, one would come up and take…

Wednesday, October 18, 2006
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Travel Ham by Debutante Eileen

Travelers fall into two different categories: a) Planners b) Anti-planners My Dad is a planner.  Family vacations were undertaken with the same level of care as the Allied Invasion, although it’s an unfair comparison as General Patton had far more support staff. My Dad was stuck with my mom and me. During family vacations we woke with the sun, there was a lot to see. If my mom or I complained my…

Friday, September 29, 2006
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Gone Fishing by Debutante Jennifer

Last week, I announced to my family and friends that I was “on vacation”. “But what does that mean?” they all asked.  I explained that people who had regular nine-to-five jobs took vacations all the time, so I was going to spend a week away from anything having to do with writing.   I had just sent a draft of my latest work in progress to my agent, and I still…

Wednesday, September 27, 2006
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How’d I Get Here? by Debutante Kristy

Anna might have had it tough being the first Debutante to grace our pages with her brilliance, but surely I am to be pitied for having to follow FIVE brilliant introductions? I shall do my best. I am actually rather bewildered by the fact that I am blogging. Many things that I’m doing these days seem to bewilder me. I always wanted to write for a living, there was never…

Saturday, September 23, 2006
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