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Category Archives: Me and Us
Mask America
A couple of days ago I shopped the web for masks, something I swore I wouldn’t do way back in March, right after my son’s school switched to online education, after I’d purchased non-medical grade masks for my family, and … Continue reading
Posted in Avoiding My Writing, Me and Us, Writing
Tagged #biden2020, #staysafe, #voteblue, #wearamask, 2020, Albertsons, COVID-19, Joe Biden, John Snow, Masks, Narcissists, NPD, Pandemic 2020, Smarts, Woot.com, Zulily
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100% True Horror (Bad Dolls Edition)
Last night it was my turn to choose a movie. As my husband practiced the guitar (his Covid-19 learn-something-new goal) on our front porch, delighting dog-walking neighbors, the last of the day’s sun blessing his face, I spent 45 minutes … Continue reading
Posted in Me and Us, Writing
Tagged #stayhome, #staysafe, 2020, Captain Tony's, cats, COVID-19, Cuba, Ernest Hemingway, Gloria Steinem, Jaws, Key West, Mallory Square, movies, Pets, RBG, Ringu, Scream, Spielberg, The Ring
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Black Lives Matter
6/5/2020 Last Wednesday rumors circulated via my Next Door app and local FB community pages that Valencia was going to be overrun by thugs from nearby Palmdale intent on looting our stores, destroying our mall, and terrorizing neighborhoods. No one … Continue reading
Posted in Me and Us, Writing
Tagged #blacklivesmatter, 2020, Black Lives Matter, George Floyd, life, peaceful protests, Santa Clarita, Valencia
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Mother’s Day 2020
I’ve been having too much fun creating Instagram stories (@pbrippey1), hence the little video below, but then again it is the time of quarantine, so why not? Also, hunting for butterfly gifs is so much better for my blood pressure … Continue reading
Posted in Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2020, Butterflies, May, Mother's Day 2020, Poppies, Songbirds, spring, Wildflowers
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Whoa, Bess!
I continue to navigate ‘ancient’ family history in the wake of my mother’s passing. And I look forward to sharing strictly family revelations over beachwalks. Because the beach fixes everything. Ha! That simple. For me. More often than not… Yours … Continue reading
Posted in Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2019, books, death of a parent, Dysfuntion, Family angst, Help, Kindness, She'll Be Coming Round The Mountain, Ted Talks, The amazon, vegetarian cooking
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Retreat!
Faced with views custom-made to inspire writers, I didn’t. Write. Or edit the 50 pages I’d brought with me. Instead, I continued reading Michelle Obama’s Becoming. Occasionally I glanced up from the book and gaped at the storm–then I’d consciously … Continue reading
Posted in Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2019, Becoming, black bears, children's literature, Inspiration, labradors, Lake Arrowhead, Michelle Obama, Middle Grade Fiction, mountains, novels, snow storms, writing retreat
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Crucial Weekends (Moaning Myrtle Edition)
There is still only finishing my middle-grade novel (see previous post). However, life outside writing continues to happen– my mother-in-law’s 80th birthday AND Mother’s Day, during which I was presented with a Hufflepuff hoodie, a Mother’s Day card … Continue reading
Posted in Children's Books, Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, middle grade, Writing, Writing Progress
Tagged 2018, books, Butterbeer, Dobby, English Breakfast, Gryffindor, Harry Potter, Hogsmeade, Hufflepuff, JK Rowling, Luck, middle grade writing, Moaning Myrtle, Mother's Day 2018, Three Broomsticks, Universal Studios Hollywood
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Disaster Adjacent (Eavesdropping Edition)
Time: 1:00p.m. Temperature: 109 & rising I was in Trader Joe’s for last minute holiday weekend supplies. I don’t usually notice conversations going on around me in Trader Joe’s as I squint at my list, trying to remember what I … Continue reading
Posted in books, Faction, Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2017, Climate Change, climate science, Earthquake kits, Extreme weather, Flooding, heatwaves, Hurricane Harvey, La Tuna Cyn Fire, life, Malibu, Reseda, Trader Joe's
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The New Now
I closed my laptop and asked my waitress, Lila, why she was clearly having a rough day. She started talking to me about her mom. I almost dropped my glass of lemonade. Lila’s mom rivals mine and I didn’t think … Continue reading
Where I Discovered Poetry Last Weekend
Here: And here: How my family inspired me last weekend? Via this: And this: And this: What it feels like to finish a pre-mini-vacation writing goal and move to the next? This: Came down with the flu upon returning from family shenanigans. However, today … Continue reading
Posted in Adult writing, Avoiding My Writing, books, Children's Books, Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, middle grade, Poetry, Writing
Tagged 2017, books, flu, graduation, Health, humanity, life, Literature, novels, Pets, Sacramento Delta, swimming pools, UC Davis Med School, writing
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Breaks
What I love about Spring Break? For a week I am Fun Mama–instead of: get dressed, brush your teeth, grab your Spidey hoodie, let’s go, go, go, homework, karate, shower time!, etc. It’s nice to be all: Ooooh—let’s scooter around … Continue reading
Posted in Children's Books, Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2015, beach, children's literature, domestics, fiction writing, life, Los Angeles, ocean, Parenting, poetry, writing
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Relief (Death’s Placards Edition)
There are fairly positive placards to be discovered–usually somewhere behind closed eyes–when Death (not waltzes in, there was no waltzing in my dad’s case) knocks down continents to claim, abscond-with, pose in a peasant blouse splotched in redwood forest mulch … Continue reading
Posted in Faction, Me and Us, Poetry, Writing, WTF
Tagged 2014, beach, Death, fiction writing, grieving, Holbein the Younger, life, Los Angeles, ocean, poetry, writing
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Spring Break Snoozing (Wide Awake Edition)
During this luscious week of no school for the Kindergartner, we snooze well. Except when we are awakened from chasm-sleep somewhere between 2a.m. and maybe 4:30a.m.—after the bars have closed, but before the rooster across the alley busts its lungs—after we’ve … Continue reading
Posted in Adult writing, Avoiding My Writing, books, Children's Books, dog, Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, middle grade, Pets, Poetry, Writer's Angst, Writing, Writing Progress, WTF
Tagged 2014, cats, children's literature, dog, domestic bliss, fiction writing, Kindergarten, Kindle Fire, labrador, life, Los Angeles, middle grade writing, personal goals, poetry, writing
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Falling (Whinnying Edition)
Leapt down the vastly spaced steps to the stalls, rounded the corner, Indy saddled up and ready to go, I talked to him, rubbed his cheek as I led him to the ring, a man opened the gate for me, … Continue reading
Posted in Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, Poetry, Writing, WTF
Tagged 2014, Equitation, fiction writing, horses, Los Angeles, poetry, writing
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Appreciation (pre-Dinner Edition)
Recently my husband and I listened politely to a woman with green fingernails and an iphone with a ringtone that sounds like something Michael Flatley would raise his knees to—listened as this lady (dressed in a tunic the distracting green of fairy-forest canopy) told us … Continue reading
Posted in Children's Books, Me and Us, Writing
Tagged 2013, fiction writing, leprechauns, Sunsets, writing
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3 Cubs & Dodgers
Father/Son Dodgers Game!, the elementary school flyer stated, producing an amendment a week later: Due to unprecedented interest in attendance by moms, grandmothers, grandfathers and 3rd cousins twice removed, Father/Son is expanded to Family Dodgers Game! So we all went to … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Me and Us, Writing, WTF
Tagged 2013, baseball, Chavez Ravine, Dodger Stadium, Dodgers, fiction writing, Kindergarten, Yasiel Puig
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Angst (Cheese & Strawberries Edition)
When you man your bookshelves for hours, reading first pages because you are maddened by your own first pages and can’t recall how to begin a story or a novel without every palabra jumping out at you with a buzzer sound … Continue reading
Rukeyser, Hawks, Super Moon
Odd and disconcerting to write poetry and yet be totally unfamiliar with Muriel Rukeyser’s The Life of Poetry until yesterday, though no alien to M.R.’s poetry and not completely in-the-dark to her biographies and interest in connecting science and poetry, scientific … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Me and Us, Poetry, Writer's Angst, Writing
Tagged 2013, ars poetica, fiction writing, Muriel Rukeyser, personal goals, poetry, sunsets and hawks, super moon, The Life of Poetry, writing
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Birthday Edition
On the eve of my hubbadobubbaboblah birthday: tucked my son into Pre-K, FB’d (i.e. avoided yoga), did yoga, even Superman, even V-ups, edited poems, sighed at the unicycle, edited poems, zoomed the boy to karate testing for his green stripe … Continue reading
Posted in Avoiding My Writing, books, Faction, Fiction, Me and Us, Poetry, Writer's Angst, Writing
Tagged 2013, birthdays, chaos, Coldplay, Downton Abbey, Elbow, fiction writing, Joan Collins, karate, Lego, poetry, preschoolers, time, unicycle, writing, yoga
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