Edna Claypool

My great grandmother lived in Springfield, Oregon all my life and I had the pleasure of knowing her for the first ten years of my nearly thirty. When I look back on the times I spent at her house the memories are of blurred bodies moving in and out of bedrooms, indiscriminate laughter, and snippets […]

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Taking Back My Time

  It’s time to unplug the TV. Or, in this case, my computer. But not really because I need my computer to write and blog and market… so what I really mean is it is time to step away from Netflix and Hulu, from television programming, and do something with my life.   I’m here […]

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The World is in the Palm of Your Hand

Recently, I started diving into the depths of Instagram to see who else was writing and exploring out there. What I came across was nothing surprising. Other writers and poets eager to share their words and willing to support others on the same mission. Adventurers the world over doing what they love. Up until my […]

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My Favorite Holiday

I don’t dress up for Halloween. I don’t throw a barbecue on the fourth of July. I can be festive on Christmas and I love to exchange gifts, but it isn’t my favorite holiday. No, that right falls on Thanksgiving for three very simple reasons:   1.) We gather for the sake of gathering – […]

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A Hashtag World

Hashtag: #ConqueringMe   Meaning: It has been noted that typically our biggest obstacles are ourselves. In essence, we stand in our own way. Whether it is our mind telling us we can’t achieve something, the goal is too high, the likelihood too low – we make assumptions and short change ourselves. We have fears that […]

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The Haunted Underwear

I offer to you, in all its blazing glory, a story from a third grade version of me. The assignment in my third grade class was to produce a scary Halloween story, and so here is mine.    Beware the Haunted Underwear!   Happy Halloween everyone!

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The Scarecrow Village

When I was growing up I was lucky enough to land in an elementary school that favored the arts. We spent much of our time reading, crafting, and writing. They had their own binding system which, at the time, seemed like the pinnacle of technology, and when you finished writing a story, your nook was […]

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