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Digital Storytelling

If it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine

There are crackers. So many crackers. Portable, and don’t require heat or cold. Ritz crackers and club crackers. Some of them have bologna, and most of them have cheese. Fake cheese, which I get crap about from my friends, but fake cheese is delicious and I will defend it until I die. Yeah it’s a…
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Promise me a place in your house of memories

Halloween. I love Halloween, so much. There’s candy (I have a massive sweet tooth), there’s costumes (I like dressing up. I make my own.), and horror movies. I love horror movies. Good, bad, doesn’t matter, I will watch it. There’s pumpkin carving, which is ridiculously fun, partly because it’s so messy. I also like roasted…
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I can move mountains, I can work a miracle

I have a lot of favorite historical figures. I figured I’d write about a dude who doesn’t get near enough credit: Martin Luther. This is the guy who called out the Catholic church. He literally made a list of his grievances, and attached it to their front door. That took a lot of courage. The church was…
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Things are shaping up to be pretty odd

My first name is sooooo frustrating. It was a hugely popular baby name when I was born. I was never the only Jessica in class at school. I think my mom sort of regrets that. My middle name is Carrie, and I would bet money that it comes from the Stephen King book. He is…
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Last Night’s Clothes And Tomorrow’s Dreams

I have this recurring dream. It’s The Zombie Dream. And, strangely, it’s not a nightmare. Just a dream that I have every few months. The fine details change (though I can’t remember them, I just know that they are different), but it’s always the zombie apocalypse, I always survive, and I’m never afraid. Sometimes I’m…
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The Hardest Choice

When my nephew was a year old, his parents packed up him and my three nieces and drove to Fredericksburg for the 4th of July. Now, they had four kids (now there’s 5), and zero time to themselves, so we (Me, husband, and two other friends) take the kids, and send them out the door…
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