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Oh, For Writing Out Loud: Product of a Writing Prompt Wherein Agnes Figures Out Some Things About Writing

~ Agnes Birdsong ~ 1 Comment

Image courtesy Pixabay My name is Agnes, and I love to write. That sounds like a twelve-step program introduction. Perhaps if unleashed myself to write as much as I want to, I'd need help recovering from the bender. Maybe my loved ones would feel the need to stage an intervention. They'd try everything they could … Continue reading Oh, For Writing Out Loud: Product of a Writing Prompt Wherein Agnes Figures Out Some Things About Writing

Home is a Gigantic Teflon-Coated Frying Pan (Part 3 of 3)

~ Agnes Birdsong

Continued from Home is a Gigantic Teflon-Coated Frying Pan (Part 2 of 3) I was relieved beyond words that one of us was about to be gainfully employed, but at the same time, I was devastated that we were forced to pull up stakes just to make a living. Our dream of going home was dashed, … Continue reading Home is a Gigantic Teflon-Coated Frying Pan (Part 3 of 3)

Home is a Gigantic Teflon-Coated Frying Pan (Part 2 of 3)

~ Agnes Birdsong ~ 3 Comments

Continued from Home is a Gigantic Teflon-Coated Frying Pan (Part 1 of 3) When I say “up and moved”, I don’t mean that as merely a figure of speech. It all happened lickety split. Once DH’s business was sold (after only a few months), we put our house on the market. It sold, for our … Continue reading Home is a Gigantic Teflon-Coated Frying Pan (Part 2 of 3)