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Continue reading →: Sic parvis magna
Greatness from small beginnings. Equating life experiences to Latin phrases is an automatic for me. So is looking up the Latin roots of words. When we were growing up, my mom, the eternal Latin teacher, was always reminding us of where words came from. It’s hard to not look at…
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Continue reading →: Finding Liz
As I was thinking about who I am as a writer and continuing to do the work of knowing myself better through my internship, this image from the movie “Finding Dory” kept popping into my head. Dory gets trapped in a fishing net with so many other fish and Nemo…
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Continue reading →: Oh, There’s The Writer
Blind submissions. I didn’t really think about that phrase too much when I was just a writing student occasionally submitting my work to different literary magazines. When I would submit, usually assignments that I had worked on in a class, I would simply delete my name from the the top…
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Continue reading →: Final Heat
All through high school, I spent most of my weekends at swim meets. Back then, in the early 90’s, in Virginia Beach, they had not yet created high school teams so I swam for a club team. I trained before school many mornings and after school every day. I was…
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Continue reading →: Two Things
Last week, I presented to a group of elementary principals from across the state of Massachusetts. My session was titled, “The Write Stuff Cafe: Prioritizing Writing Instruction.” In my presentation, I sprinkle in quotes. Some from famous authors and some from future famous authors…children. When thinking about my favorite things…
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Continue reading →: Taking the First Step
Seems a little odd to say to someone, “I’m interning for a lit magazine.” In March, I turn 50. Half-way to 100 as my daughter likes to remind me. The last time I referred to myself as an intern was in 1996. I was an intern during my college years…
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Continue reading →: No Shelf Control
It’s an unlikely spot for such a magical place. I suppose it makes sense that Jeff Kinney decided to call the bookstore he built, An Unlikely Story. For starters, it’s in a town called Plainville in Massachusetts. Sadly, Plainville tends to live up to its name. But once I visited…
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Continue reading →: errare humanum est
As the daughter of a Latin teacher, there are times when I can’t help but think in Latin. The phrases that my mother was constantly teaching us, saying to us, writing out in the margins of her journals. Errare humanum est – To err is human. Naturally, when I was…
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Continue reading →: Accomplished?
I like to do an activity where I trace my writing timeline. I think back to all different writing that I have done throughout my life. Even as far back as when I was in elementary school. There are certain assignments I remember. And then through my career there is…
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I’m Liz
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