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Sunday, January 25th, 2009I just listened to Bryan Adams’ Everything I Do, I Do It for You sixteen times in a row. No, I’m not having A Relationship Moment. Nor am I hoping for Death by Cornball. I needed a totally schmaltzy song to match the horridly touching moment at the opening of the novel I am writing. [...]
What’s in a name? Ask Deanna. Or Deanna. Or Deanna.
Saturday, January 17th, 2009A few days ago I found out Deanna Roy was pregnant. No, no, no, not me. The Deanna Roy in Nova Scotia. Now, I’ll admit, when the status update “Deanna Roy is expecting again!” came across my Facebook feed, I did glance down at my own belly. I thought maybe the advancement of web beacons and [...]
Using the s-bomb
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2008Over on Verla Kay’s Children’s Literature boards, we had an intriguing discussion about the use of swear words in young adult books. Published writers and author hopefuls all weighed in on when, if, and how much it was appropriate to curse in books targeted for teens. As a former teacher of both middle and high school, [...]
Skydiving for the rip-cord challenged
Tuesday, July 15th, 2008I owe my life to a man named Matt Bessonette. Well, sort of. Matt is a tandem instructor at Skydive Spaceland, a flight school outside of Houston where both ordinary people and extreme-sport junkies hang out to jump from airplanes. Matt is very good at what he does — strapping newbie after newbie into harnesses, [...]
Slow and steady
Sunday, May 11th, 2008For those who know me well, “slow and steady” are not two words you’d pick to describe my personality. I’m more hare than tortoise, more leap than look, more speak than wait until spoken to. So while, the third grade musical by Emily’s school was wonderful and funny and the kids did a remarkable job, [...]
Overheard at the Kids’ Christmas Pageant
Tuesday, December 25th, 2007The line of angels bunched and buckled as the row of wing-bedecked elementary-aged choristers snaked around the nativity set and into the foyer. Someone stopped abruptly, and a secondary angel crashed into the head honcho, the holy host with full gold regalia and the critical lines of the play. Be not afraid, for I bring you good news [...]
Why Buying a Car Is Like Dating
Tuesday, December 19th, 20061. A car walks into a bar. You stare, snapping to attention at the curves, the angles, the glint of its exterior sheen. You want to get closer, see if this attraction might lead to something, but you hesitate. You probably can’t afford it. It’s probably high maintenance. It might not even be available. You [...]
Crazy Days Redux
Friday, December 8th, 2006Okay. So. I have a shoot at 2. I have to pick up the girls from school at 3:15 (I insisted 2 was not good time, but client was certain her baby would be perfect and we’d be through.) Then Emily has a birthday party for her best friend at 4:30. I also have a [...]
Crazy Day
Monday, December 4th, 2006So, I am a photographer at Christmas. Not all photographers have big holiday rushes–those who focus more on weddings or commercial work or models have a big slowdown. But I photograph kids. So the onslaught begins mid October and is unrelenting until the day I cut them off, which is this weekend. Because I had [...]
Candy Hearts-Warming
Tuesday, February 14th, 2006Emily has 22 kids in her class. Eliza has 19. This means that Valentine’s Day lasts for a week or more with leftover candy and sweet sentiment (and wrappers and sugar highs.) Today in the car, Eliza, who is three, opened a little packet of candy hearts–the chalky kind with the little sentiments like “Hug [...]
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