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A Writer Does What?
Listening to a talk by the director of the Iowa Young Writer’s Studio, and author of Irreplaceable, Steven Lovely, entitiled “Marathon Training for the Fiction Writer: Conditioning Your Body and Mind to Go the Distance,” I was struck by his definition of a writer:
You are a writer if you write with seriousness and intention.
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Roadkill Saturday
Long, long ago, in a galaxy far, far away, a young Rob worked in a tweedy, old mens’ haberdashery. Being retail, one had to work on Saturday, and autumn Saturdays were always my favorite.
I worked with one old-timer named Phil, who’s grown son Mark lived in town. Mark worked for Georgia Pacific during the week, but on weekends, he turned into a chef.
So, Saturday morning, while we were still Windexing the tie case and straightening the Countess Mara sweaters, preparing for another lazy day of schlepping rags, the phone would ring…
Very Much Want!
Does His Highness Want His Ba-ba?

George Alexander Louis of Cambridge.
Well, this bumps Prince Harry to fourth in line for the throne. He comes after after his new nephew, his big brother the Duke of Cambridge and his dad, Big Ears, the Prince of Wales respectively.
Prince Andrew, the Duke of York falls to a distant fifth. It’s all very complicated.
So who’s the Duke of Earl?
We Aim to Please
April 15th…hmmm, seems there’s something I was supposed to do today, what was it? Something important…[drums fingers on desk]…oh well, if it was important, I would have written it down somewhere.
Anyway, “Ellie” writes in to ask:
Could you write about Phsycis so I can pass Science class?
Well, first let’s start with spelling shall we? If you want to pass Physics class, you must remember the following:
Entropy isn’t what it used to be.
and
Time is God’s way of keeping everything from happening at once.
Good luck there Ellie. You’ll need it.
Meanwhile on Mars…
What Do You Do When You’re Broke?
Simple: You borrow 100 meeelion dollars! Good gravy! The thieves civil servants at
City Hall are going to purty-up the river from Wacker to State Street on YOUR dime dear fellow-taxpayer.
On behalf of the panhandlers, clockers, and bond traders who frequent the riverfront, I say thank you. Will the last person in Illinois please turn out the lights when you leave? Thank you.
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