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Write-a-thon, Day 22: All the young dudes
I may have underestimated the emotional and physical impact of being with my aging parents and the newest Bielers, the niece (14), the nephew (11), and the cat (1). I wrote nothing yesterday, Day 21, though we did put on a birthday party for the cat. Thus ends the first half…
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Write-a-thon, Day 20: Carry on my wayward son (or pay $20 per checked bag)
The flight to Boston was easy, just under five hours. I didn’t have to cope with snakes or zombies, there was only one unhappy baby, and the 10-year-old female up-talker behind me was quickly neutralized by Netflix. The overlarge stranger beside me spilled over the arm rest into my area,…
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Write-a-thon, Day 19: Live and let write
Greetings, literature fans. Tomorrow I embark on my annual tour of the Great Cities of the East (Providence through Provincetown). My challenge will be finding an hour to write amid a daily whirlwind of Bielers. Tomorrow will be easy – I’ll be stuck on a plane. I’m throwing myself a…
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Write-a-thon, Day 18: They just stand back and let it all be
“There is the view that poetry should improve your life. I think people confuse it with the Salvation Army.” – John Ashberry We enjoy poetry here at the Bureau, but most of the time we never get around to reading any. That’s a shame in a language that includes Robert…
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Write-a-thon, Day 17: Days of future passed
Anna Bieler Glassman on her honeymoon in Key West, Florida, 1960 My Aunt Anna died today. She was born in 1919, the first of eight children, including my Dad. I think of Dad and his siblings as the Pioneer Generation – the first Bielers born in the United States. Anna…