Now is Better than Before

Five years ago I was taking science classes at Ozarks Technical Community College and writing grants as a freelancer. I thought at the time that I wanted to get a master’s degree in public health and dietetics, but I hadn’t taken any of the needed prerequisites. I ended up taking a bunch of science classes […]

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The Commons

I’ve been trying to write about my daughter getting lost in Sears, and how that experience might relate to this essay I read, but I can’t. No matter how I write it, the part about Sears is boring. Maybe the experience of losing my daughter in Sears was boring. Life can be dramatic and boring […]

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Flowers for Kylie Jenner

After I had my daughter, I stopped thinking. There was so much to do—changing diapers, nursing, cleaning pump parts, doing laundry, etc.—that I had no time for it. So, I stopped. I remember realizing I’d stopped thinking somewhere in those muddy first months with my daughter. I felt relieved. It struck me that the problem […]

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BookMarx

The best place in Springfield, BookMarx, is closing after five years. A locally owned bookstore is an improbable thing, especially in 2019 and especially in a mid-sized city in southwest Missouri. Still, the end of this particular improbable thing strikes me as incredibly sad. I have no claim to BookMarx. I know the people who […]

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Cousins

I have fifteen cousins and I like them all. I don’t mean to brag, but it’s true. I am rich with cousins, the best kind of family member. Cousins ask so little of me, but give me so much. I feel nothing but pity for those people with no cousins. As a kid, my cousins […]

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The Moon and The Little Red Hen

Last spring my daughter brought home The Little Red Hen from school.  This is the story about the hen who plants the wheat, grows the wheat, cuts the wheat, grinds it into flour, makes it into bread, all without her lazy friends’ help.  When the bread is fresh from the oven, the hen asks who will help […]

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Debate

When I was in high school I was a national champion of a certain kind of debate called public forum. I’ve never known how to say that in a way that doesn’t seem weird and boastful, and so I haven’t said much of anything about it in the sixteen years since it happened. I started […]

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