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Flossing too loudly and other stolen secrets

When you are a writer, everything is fair game. Every conversation, every secret, every bad deed witnessed. Your good friends know this, and if you love them, you are kind enough to disguise their words and actions by inventing different hairstyles, names and maybe even changing their gender. But mostly you let loose on just…

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The neurlogy of love

A few scientists recently decided to test the hypothesis that love endures beyond the irresistible, passion-fueled, drugged-like falling head over heels state that generally, at best, is completely over in a few short years (or even months, sometimes weeks, occasionally days). We found the premise of the study immediately depressing. Why is it such an…

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Cowboys: damned if you do

Top ten reasons a Cowboy should not fall in love with a Vampire: 1. Hard to make a living when your cattle is constantly anemic. 2. Say goodbye to most cowboy activities (rodeos don’t tend to be at night). 3. Also say goodbye to morning sex, unless you are into “that” kind of sex (and…

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When you know, you know: writing mimics love

When a writer gets her book title just right, the book explodes fully formed into the universe, a block-buster, a goddess, a movie, a video game. But get it wrong, grasshopper, and the book limps along like a heartbroken troll. Right? Well, maybe… The boring reality is that titles are a publisher’s purview. A first-time…

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The first merge is the deepest

Sometimes, in relationships and writing, a bit of distance from the quotidian spurs inspiration. Or so we thought. Clark and I took this past week off from our day jobs to relax, celebrate the holidays, reconnect and to try to make some progress on the sequel. A tall and impossible order, we quickly discovered. Well,…

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