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“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.” -- Oscar Wilde It was my 40th birthday on Friday the 13th of this month. And while I am a little guilty of peering into the mirror and poking at my crows' feet, lifting the skin at the nape of my neck and wondering if insurance would cover the cost of plastic surgery, I

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Everybody! For a few years now, I've looked for good, insightful information on astrological characteristics of writers. I've finally found it. More importantly, the author allowed me to publicize it. It's a brilliant article. You've got to read it: http://www.stariq.com/Main/Articles/P0007460.HTM Cheers, Alicia

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It's October 20 now and I still don't want to leave the house to work. I'll leave the house to go pick up the kids. I'll go depart from my home to workout at the nearby gym we belong to. Oh, and grocery shop, to prevent those irritating dairy moment meltdowns when people realize there is nothing in the fridge to make their cereal wet. But I don't want to leave the house to work. I want to work

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"Everyone has a talent. What is rare is the courage to nurture it in solitude and to follow the talent to the dark places where it leads." Erica Jong I think I have used this quote before, but it resonates with my soul so well that I cannot leave it on someone else's screen without putting it on my own. This is how we find ourselves: a little definition of my soul found in a quote here; a

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I meant to post an entry yesterday, but the day's activities snatched the reins of the schedule from my hands and time ran like horses over a hill. Soon it was 11:30 pm and my eyelids no longer felt obliged to obey my thoughts of staying up. I love the Fourth of July. Human flaws aside, the idea of freedom of choice demonstrates the tiniest spark of the gorgeous billowing fire of creation from

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"You have noticed that everything as Indian does is in a circle, and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles, and everything tries to be round..... The Sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nest in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours.... Even the

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My birthday is coming, my birthday is coming! I love my birthday. Always have, thanks to a loving family who enjoys celebrating it just as much as I do. It's five days away, but why not get an early jump on the celebration? Five Things I Like About Turning 39 More confidence, less self-doubt. Answering to the small inner voice is the end goal. Still a long road ahead on this particular issue,

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4:30 am workout - indoor at the Honda Watson Wellness Center 20 minutes on Precor; calorie burn - 25030 minutes on treadmill: walking 20 minutes at a pace of 3.8 mph; running 10 minutes at a pace of 4.8 mph. Couldn't do any more because of last night's pizza. (Oh yeah, that pepperoni pizza -- impossible to respect yourself in the morning after spending a night with it. ) Calorie burn --??

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6:35 a.m. Just got back from walking 5.2 miles; we started at 4:45 am, so our pace wasn't too bad. It's a nice morning, cool and clear. No sun yet, but it's starting to peek through the slivers of clouds, showing reddish orange. Must mean rain later today. The Memory of Declensions Past... Went to a funeral showing last night -- my Latin teacher from high school passed on. She was the first

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Thank you Devon and Colin. If it weren't for the kind inquiries of two fellow writers, I would have never returned to my blog. Quick recap of the past months: Ocotober 2005: getting very busy at work; I am 'volunteered' for charity work by boss.November, Part 1: very busy at work; charity work kicks into overdrive; husband travels to L.A. for work; child no. 1 has very serious autism

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I'm baaaack... And what a long, strange trip it's been. More later.

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Rosa Parks1913 - 2005"Memories of our lives, of our works and our deeds will continue in others."

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With a final wheezing cough and a few impolite splutterings, I've resurfaced from the storm surge of an overwhelming work load from the past week. Boss, in his latent albeit correct wisdom, has hired another person to cajole prospective tenants to fill his newly opened apartment complex. This comes as great relief to myself and co-workers C. and G. The activity of this new business phase

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Yesterday's blog was the lamest piece of kaka ever to be pixelated in this blogosphere. I was frustrated. Rankled that Monday was coming upon me with fast hairy feet and it would find me, as usual, throwing back my bed covers to make entry into another day as a secretary and part-time writer, instead of what it really should be: a former secretary and full-time writer. I wanted to rave, to

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Dear Supervisor, As required by my contract of employment, I hereby give you _____ weeks' notice of my intention to leave my position as a _____. I have decided to move on and I have accepted a position elsewhere. This was not an easy decision to make. However, I remembered on several occasions your ability to _____ my projects as well as _____ my customers in the _____. These incidents

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Ah, yes! Finally Friday! I want to share a few blog/computer tools that I think are fun. Thanks to an obsession Frederick Glasson developed over blog statistics, we now have TalkDigger. This nifty little program lets you find out who has mentioned or linked to you. You simply type in your URL at the top of the page under the yellow box that says "Who's talking about it?"(for

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Golf clap of appreciation for fellow writers and new publications: --Devon Ellington of Ink In My Coffee blog, Colin Gailbraith of Freedom From The Mundane blog and Michelle Miles of the funny Ye Olde Inkwell are associate editors (Devon wearing one more hat as PR manager) of a new electronic literary magazine called the The Scruffy Dog Review. Cogratulations to all! The Scruf' Dog is now

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Yesterday at work the phone rang. Third line coming in, not one frequently used unless the other lines are busy. I answered. "Is Alicia there?" asked a male voice, mispronouncing my name. "This is she. Can I help you?" Click. The line goes dead. Well, look who's back. My very own stalker. I've worked for a little over four years at my current job, and for three of those, I've had this same

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"Would you please go in and flush the toilet?" "Um, I'm sorry, one more time?" "Just go in, close the door, flush the toilet and then step back out again." "Okay." So I go in, flush, open the door, and step out. The person of whose request I just completed is standing there, mouthing numbers: "10, 11, 12, 13..." He held up a finger to be sure I didn't interrupt. He stopped at 35 because

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Not only did these Chicago fountains look like large towering TV's, they held a little surprise... How cool is that? My family and I went to Chicago for three days just this past summer. First time for all of us -- great fun!

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Good grief, I have to share this with you, lest I explode due to the enormous and still swelling disbelief I have of stupid people! What really gets me is the responses she received from the authors upon their rejections: World's Worst Book Proposals by Angela Hoy (of WritersWeekly.com and Booklocker.com) This week, I'm sharing snippets of some of the worst book proposals we've ever received. I

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I received a check in the mail the other day. This doesn't happen very often and I almost jumped up on a nearby chair to do the "I got extra money" dance, not caring a whit as to the source of such monetary loveliness But, like George and his famous addle-brained, Yellow-Hatted caretaker (Hello? Can we say "restraining harness"? And don't teach the monkey to smoke a pipe! What kind of

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Another backside sighting worthy of blogging: Yesterday as I was at my desk looking for more ways to fit chocolate into my life, Boss came zooming round the corner. "Alicia, time for a road trip." He held out two credit cards. I jumped up and grabbed my pen and pad because: 1)I love road trips and 2)am memory-challenged so I need to write down where I'm going. Let's just say I have had a few

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