Behind the circulation desk where I am librarian at our tiny town library, I am listening to the conversations of the writers who have pulled their chairs into a circle to glean writing wisdom from our visiting published author. I take part a little but as I do not consider myself a writer, because I … Continue reading Ramble on Writing
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The Month of Job
My grandmother always read the book of Job in February. I am not sure when this lifelong habit of her began was it before or after she was widowed on February 22nd? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. There is a season for everything, a time to be born, a time to die. Something about … Continue reading The Month of Job
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