The blue hour.
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Where I will not discuss Stephenie Meyer's books, Robert Pattinson or vampires.
About Me
- Twilight Spy
- Portland, OR has always been my home though I didn't know it until I moved here in 1993. I hold an MFA from Bennington College and a massage license from the state of Oregon.
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- Okay, to balance out the grimness of yesterday's p...
- This is one of many saucy photos of my grandparent...
- I spent a couple days with my grandmother, parents...
- The blue hour.
- It seems like ages since I taught a Write Around P...
- Bird art, bird art, bird art. It's STILL everywhe...
- See how it glows! My manuscript, with beginning, ...
- I can't believe I forgot to brag about my new bike...
- I've been itchin' for a new tattoo lately and was ...
- This little Basquiat guy has been charming me all ...
- If you look closely enough, even my back yard can ...
- "Art is a vast democracy of habit."The Creative Ha...
- Last night much of my friend's large catholic fami...
- Let it be known that the tomatoes are in the groun...
- Reading Proust has reminded me to walk slowly thro...
- I don't care what it says about me that I feel the...
- The ice cream truck has arrived, turkey-ing up the...
- Oh glorious sunny day. Think I'll put on my sanda...
- This lot used to house some mildly charming courty...
- If I kept a plastic head in my window it would def...
- I don't think I've ever actually seen a mothball, ...
- A month ago I was zooming across the open waters o...
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