Tag Archives: creative non-fiction

Will the Real Me Please Stand Up?

Posted on April 19, 2014 by

The TV program “To Tell the Truth” originally ran from 1956 to 1968. A four-person panel of celebrities tried to determine, by a series of questions, which of three guests (two were impostors) was the true person. At the end … Continue reading →

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Ego and the Power of Choice

Posted on June 27, 2013 by

In this post, I had intended simply to relate a significant high school incident that served to give me an understanding of my real power as an individual, that being the power of choice. Now, I don’t want to embark … Continue reading →

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Guardians

Posted on June 8, 2013 by

Guardians are responsible adults who make sure that children have a good upbringing. To the best of their ability, they provide answers when mistakes are made. Punishment for wrong action is fair, but it ought to be accompanied by constructive … Continue reading →

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Stalling Out

Posted on May 31, 2013 by

Writing is like flying a plane.  Most of the time, it’s clear skies with just a few adjustments to stay on course. But then, without warning it can stall. I’m flying, but I’m in a steady descent, going nowhere fast.  … Continue reading →

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Writing with Ghosts of the Past

Posted on May 27, 2013 by

The other day, in the parking lot of northwest Denver’s Sprouts Farmers Market, a bag of groceries in one hand and car keys in the other, I was unexpectedly hit with a blast of nostalgia for the original Elitch Gardens … Continue reading →

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Happy Times vs. The Power of Shame, Part Two

Posted on May 23, 2013 by

I walked home in the middle of the night, through a “less than desirable neighborhood” before arriving home. I knocked and banged on the front door window, yelling to get in, but Dad would not stir from where he must … Continue reading →

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Happy Times vs. The Power of Shame, Part One

Posted on May 20, 2013 by

Two of the central themes of my personal story are abandonment and abuse, where a sense of shame arose from situations or conditions particularly caused by my dad’s inadequacy to provide a wholesome and affirming family structure. Vast lapses of … Continue reading →

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