Month: February 2013

Stevens Passages: Breakthroughs

Stevens Passages: Breakthroughs

While Little A and I took a couple of weekends off for her face to heal and my entire left side to stop hurting, XX started her snowboard multi-week. She had a tough first class when the instructors, knowing her as a shredder on two sticks, started her out in a more advanced group and then…

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The Devil’s in the Details

The Devil’s in the Details

One of my favorite bloggers once asked, “Why do we feel compelled to confess the stupid things we do on the internet?” Cleaning up computer files on a Sunday morning, I found this draft blog post that I wrote shortly after returning to work full-time (almost a year before I started this blog). I thought…

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Stevens Passages: It’s All Fun & Games Until Someone Gets Hurt

Stevens Passages: It’s All Fun & Games Until Someone Gets Hurt

A long time ago, in a lifetime far away, I began each year with a dip in Puget Sound. My friends and I would meet at Golden Gardens or Alki, suit up in keikogi, and warm up as if for class. Then, sometimes with a banzai, and sometimes in meditative silence, we would wade chest…

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Icelandic Romance 101

Icelandic Romance 101

Last summer, I took another small step against prejudice and genre-ism by beginning to explore the romance genre. Results have been mixed. But now I have found my favorite romance so far, and in a most unexpected place. I wasn’t going to tell anyone that I’ve begun studying Icelandic. People who know me are sure…

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In Which I Love Pacific Northwest Ballet’s Roméo et Juliette Immoderately

In Which I Love Pacific Northwest Ballet’s Roméo et Juliette Immoderately

Since the invention of the kiss, there have been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure…this one left them all behind. This line from The Princess Bride kept running through my head during Roméo et Juliette at Pacific Northwest Ballet. Since I first saw ballet, there have been four instances that…

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In Which a Review of American Gods Turns into a Writing Riff

In Which a Review of American Gods Turns into a Writing Riff

I haven’t written fiction since middle school. (Except that one NaNo novel in 2008, but that was therapy.) Even so, I am subject to that universal writerly neurosis – I secretly think that deep inside me lies hidden the great American novel. At least I think it’s universal. Maybe other technical writers are perfectly happy…

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