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  • Girl on Fire: Achievement is a dream itself

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedin[As seen in Creston News Advertiser, September 19, 2013] My feet hit the concrete hard as I ran past a Japanese garden and gazebo overlooking the Des Moines River, then ran up to a bridge crossing the water. The breeze cooled me off while I ran in the Diva Dash 5K in Des Moines […]

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  • Girl on Fire: Crohn’s: Ranked right next to cancer

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedin[As seen in Creston News Advertiser, September 5, 2013] Over Labor Day weekend, I visited family in Minnesota. While I was there, I witnessed the slow deterioration of my aunt, Rhonda. My aunt has Crohn’s disease, and from what I’ve seen of the disease, I rank it right next to cancer in terms of […]

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  • Girl on Fire: Parties, running and more parties

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedin[As seen in Creston News Advertiser, August 29, 2013] Last week was my birthday, and I don’t feel any older. However, it hasn’t stopped me from having epic weekends. I went to Des Moines and stayed with my sister Breezy Thursday and Friday nights. Thursday we went to a restaurant called Tally’s, where I […]

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  • Book Review: Wicked by Gregory Maguire

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinTitle: Wicked Author: Gregory Maguire Published: 1995 Publisher: HarperCollins Pages: 432 From: Barnes and Noble Everyone knows the story of the Wicked Witch of the West, but what I like about Gregory Maguire’s version is it’s not so simplified to good and evil. Shades of grey are part of reality, and the Witch is […]

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  • Top Ten Biographies

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinI love reading biographies. Imagining these things to have actually happened, whether the author took creative liberties or not, is amazing. Night by Elie Wiesel (1955, 1958, 1960) The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls (2005) Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed (2012) Into the Wild Jon Krakauer […]

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  • Top Ten Short Stories

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinSometimes, all you need is a short story to get your mind off things. Short stories can be better than novels in some ways, mostly because of their brevity. “Popular Mechanics” by Raymond Carver (1988) “Axolotl” by Julio Cortazar (1952) “The Things They Carried” by Tim O’Brien (1987) “Cathedral” by Raymond Carver (1989) “The […]

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  • Jezebel, Part 5

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinJezebel woke to a shot of lightning. The room was bright as day for a moment, then went dark. She felt around for Elijah but didn’t find him. She sat up in the bed. The fire was out. Rain pounded on the roof and lightning lit the room again. The rain comforted her, natural […]

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  • Jezebel, Part 4

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinJezebel walked into the woods. The morning was warmer than she’d expected, but it was cloudy and cold still. She weaved through the trees, by the river clouded with ice, and past the bends in the water. She went west and stopped suddenly. A large doe stood lapping water at the edge of the […]

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  • Jezebel, Part 3

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinJezebel walked to the supplies cellar to go over inventory. She made rationing charts for the families in the village, setting aside a little extra for emergencies. There were two fresh deer hanging in the corner, and she saw the wolf hanging next to the older one. The body was turned with its back […]

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  • Jezebel, Part 2

    Share me!TwitterPinterestFacebookRedditTumblrStumbleUponemailLinkedinJezebel hung back as the hunting group went into the trees to find more game. There was no breeze, but the still cold was almost worse than ripping wind. She watched Elijah crawl through a particularly rough patch of brush, saw Jeremiah step lightly along the dead leaves behind the other men of the […]

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