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Is Romance Devolving?—50 Shades vs. No One Puts Baby in a Corner | Kristen Lamb’s Blog

You have to read what Kristen Lamb has to say about the book, the movie, the cultural phenomenon it has become, and how it could (will?) affect the way women and men see themselves and their relationships from this time … Continue reading

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Child Abuse, Sexual Assault, and Domestic Violence: So What? (Parts 1 & 2)

Unless you’ve been living under a rock in the past several months, you’ve seen, heard, or read multiple news reports detailing incidents of child abuse, sexual assault, and domestic violence. This blog post explores the first two subjects: Child abuse and Sexual Assault in terms of current events. Continue reading

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The Clay Remembers (Prologue)

For the “someday” novel: After her marriage ends, archaeologist Anna Robinson takes a job excavating the site of both a prehistoric culture and a nineteenth century ranch where her life intertwines with the lives of two women who lived at … Continue reading

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Of Trees, Tubs, Queen Anne’s Lace, and Silence

The huge box elder split into a Y about four feet above the ground. The two main trunks were each big enough to be its own tree, and the broad fork made a comfortable seat where she could sit and read if she wanted. One side leaned at an angle wide enough for her to climb to smaller branches and then work her way into the upper branches and the protective canopy of leaves when she wanted more privacy. This tree was her place. Rarely had any of her brothers or sisters, when they were home, ever climbed it. It’s my tree. The tall maple tree on the other side of the house was another of her climbing trees, but not for privacy, for the challenge. She was determined someday to climb high enough in it that she would be able to look out above the highest branches. There was danger in that–the upper branches were no thicker than her thumb. Continue reading

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Caught in the Wringer

For as long as Maggie Jean could remember, her parents had fought. From time to time, some one of the children had tried to break it up, but they always fought with a single-minded vengeance. In fact, when Maggie Jean was first at home alone with them, she had vowed to do her best to stop it. Where everyone else failed, she would succeed. So when they fought, she tried to come between them, trying to protect them from one another. All she managed to do was to get beaten up in the process. Finally, after she had been bruised and battered herself, with hardly any notice taken, she understood that they really didn’t care if she got hurt, that hurting each other was more important. She finally gave up. So she ran—to get away from it and not see it or hear it. If she came back and found them both dead, she wouldn’t be surprised and she wasn’t even sure she would care. Continue reading

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