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A Remembered Fishing Trip Back Home in Palau
We have made it to November, and I haven’t completed most, if any, of the tasks I set out for myself in October. I won’t take inventory right now because that would just be too depressing to think about. I will tell you that I somehow forgot to turn in my VA certification for school.…
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The Good Die Young
I was friends with a boy, beginning in kindergarten until his death in fourth grade. On our very first day of school, we kissed each other on the lips after another kid dared us to. He had the bushiest eyebrows of any kid I’d ever seen in my life, and a little cavity on one…
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Is Home a Place or a Feeling?
Though I think it could be both, for me personally, home has gotta be a place. When I think about home, I think about lush, green limestone islands, clean, white sandy beaches, and a lazy, laid-back atmosphere that’s conducive for lounging the day away. Palau is home. It’s where I experienced many important “firsts” in…
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New Writing Space for a New Writing Project
I rented an office space in downtown Tacoma, for the entire month of June, so I can finally have some incentive to get up bright and early, make the commute, and sit my butt down in a chair and finally get to work on my first novel. I figured, “Hey, if you don’t wanna watch…