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flax-golden tales: letters & measures

letters & measures When they finally got inside the house, everything was in jars and nothing was labeled. Though it is difficult to say whether or not labels would have been any help. What does one label a jar full of rulers? The jar is clear glass, the contents are as plain as day. Would […]

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iWednesday

I spent a large portion of the afternoon mesmerized by the shininess of the Apple iPad. Even though it has a horrible, horrible name. For about an hour I seriously considered getting one, since we were planning on replacing our MacBook later this year anyway and we don’t use it for that much. And it […]

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flax-golden tales: swinging in snow

swinging in snow The school has been closed for years. They say that they’re going to turn it into condos eventually but there’s always one thing or another holding that up. The playground is still there. It’s closed, but all of the equipment was left trapped in the concrete. The jungle gym. The line of […]

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monday miscellany

As an addendum to the Fluevog-o-rama post, the boy would like me to mention that he does not have two pairs of vogs, he has three. I forgot about his shiny dress shoes with the diamond pattern that Googling has not helped me find a link or name of the style. They’re shiny, though. I […]

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flax-golden tales: objects in space

objects in space Only the objects remain. A forgotten suitcase. An empty chair. Waiting for new stories to add to their old ones. The old stories are gone. Slipped away through time and space. Replaced with price tags and rarely removed dust. But you can hear them, if you listen quietly enough. Stories are never […]

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this post is all about shoes

I’ve been trying all week to come up with something to blog about, to no avail. I’m not doing anything other than writing and making tea and while my tea is lovely and the writing is going better than I had expected it to, it’s not really anything blog-worthy. Tessa napped in the shape of […]

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flax-golden tales: coffeeshop magic

coffeeshop magic I don’t have the time to devote to circles or covens. I have to fit things in when and where I can, in stolen moments and cups of coffee. Stirring clockwise to conjure. Widdershins to banish. There’s never enough time, and rarely enough caffeine, but I make do with what I have. Besides, […]

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i dreamt i went to manderley again

At one point this past Sunday night I was standing alone in a dark room full of artfully illuminated bathtubs. One of them still had a bit of blood in it, but my attention was mostly focused on the tub half-full of water in which a live eel was swimming counter-clockwise circles around and around […]

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the to-read pile, 2010

This is not all of it, of course. This is mostly the recently acquired stuff. I should really re-organize all the shelves so I can actually see how huge the to-read pile is, but that might get scary.

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flax-golden tales: property feature

property feature The monster came with the house. The realtor said they could get estimates from removal services but then there was some sort of confusion with determining ownership because of the property lines, because it spends so much time underground. And there was so much paperwork and expense involved that we figured it really […]

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