Will This Make Me A Better Writer?

Did you know that Hunter S. Thompson, in effort to be a better writer, would spend time at a typewriter rewriting such books as A Farewell To Arms or the Great Gatsby? That is so cool.

Has anyone ever done this? A quick google search found it listed in a number of articles, including this one on the Art of Manliness website. I read its called “copy work,” and this was the way children learned about punctuation and penmanship.

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Living Out of A Suitcase

When we moved to Seattle in June, we had one month of corporate housing. I packed a suitcase for me and Wee One with everything we would need. Then we got our apartment and got the rest of our belongings.

When we left Seattle in September the following year, I again packed a suitcase for me and Wee One. However, since it was September, its a season with temperature changes. Also, since we’re living with his folks and not in corporate housing, we have longer than one month to find housing. Which is a good thing, because buying a house is challenging. However, this means I only have so many clothes, and sadly, I am not quite prepared for the coming cold.

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Too Much Information: by Beatrix, aged 8

This is an excellent and insightful post about autism, well worth a read.

Dirty, Naked & Happy

To mark the end of World Autism Awareness Week, Beatrix, my amazing autistic daughter, would like to share her personal experiences of Asperger’s.  She would really like to make a difference, to make her own little mark on the internet, so please share…

To some of us autistic people it’s like a big dangerous world out there that we just don’t understand: having Asperger’s is like constantly having a heart attack that can’t kill you.

Walking into a room full of people is like trying to look into the sun.  I would just have to walk out, I wouldn’t be able to bear it.  Being in a busy place is really hard, I probably wouldn’t be able to cope, people are zooming fast and coming out at you all the time.  I have to try to keep myself hidden.

I don’t like to be looked at a lot of the time, for me…

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Five Senses of Motherhood

To quote and adapt from Shakespeare: “Did my eyes see till now?” “Did my skin feel till now?” etcetera.

My husband emerges from the walk-in closet, sporting a pair of wrinkled green dress pants and a collared shirt that can only be described as candy apple red. “Does this match?” he asks with a note of uncertainty, standing before me like a contestant on the firing line of What Not to Wear. I respond …

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