Tag: Prose
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Visiting Past Sam
Hello, all you wonderful people who are bored enough to read this blog. It has now been two weeks since my last post, something that I wish I could say just occurred to me but in reality, I have thought about every day for the past week. I just couldn’t think of anything to write.…
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Watching Sexist Movies as a Feminist
I was watching VERTIGO the other day, and I decided: watching old, classic films can be really difficult for a feminist. I mean, I know that society has progressed since the 50’s, but it still makes me cringe to see a woman get trampled on by men because “that’s how it is”. There are several…
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Mumma Mia
Happy Mother’s Day, everyone! For this week’s post, I’d like to tell everyone just how amazing my Mumma is. Let’s start with a little history lesson. March 2, 1989. The Melville twins were born. We were planned (or at least a birth was planned — though twins run in the family, so my mother must…
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An Ode to Phoebe Buffay (on Social Anxiety)
As many of you may already know, all ten seasons of Friends got put on Netflix a few months back. I loved the show growing up, and now that I’m the same age the characters were in Season 1, I love it even more: a lot more things make sense, and are simply more relatable…
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Doctor Who and the Joy of Writing
Bear with me, guys, this is gonna be a post about writing. I promised myself I would never go too in-depth with anything too writer-ish in this blog, because I’ll scare all of you away, but I have some quick “writer love” I want to give, and I’m sorry. I started this blog for two…
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Lightning Strikes
“If the weathercaster says it’s gonna rain…” Maybe he did. But I didn’t hear him. No, today was a complete surprise for me… I walked to work listening to birds chirp, feeling that bliss you feel when spring has only really been upon you for a week, and the sun, regardless of its insistent flirtation…
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Staying Connected
This has been a week of goodbyes. I recently found out that a few weeks ago, a guy I used to work with in high school died. I wasn’t best friends with the guy — in fact, to be honest, I hadn’t kept in touch with him at all after I left for college, other…
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Life As We Know It
Happy Easter! Greetings from Yarmouth, Massachusetts — the land of motels and mini golf. I made the crazy decision to drive 7 hours away to see my family and then drive all the way back in time for work on Monday afternoon. We’ll see just how successful I will be tomorrow. But it’s Easter! And,…
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Relax, Reflect, Rejuvenate
I’m trying to remember the last time, prior to this weekend, that I spent an entire weekend relaxing and not worrying about work or chores or errands. I’m trying to remember the last time I left my phone, on purpose, in another room for nine hours and didn’t wonder if I had any new text…
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Jumbled Thoughts on Memory and Recognition
One of the things I like most about reading is that books often present you with ideas that are so common and so obvious, but still have never crossed your mind. It’s usually a line or a snippet of dialogue — something so casual that the author may not have even been thinking too much…