Posts by Lynn Slaughter
Reading the Obits
“Are you reading about dead people again?” my husband asks me. “Heck, yeah.” Obituaries are a goldmine for writers
Read MoreAbout Those New Year’s Resolutions
New Year’s resolutions have always struck me as psychic downers-in-the-making. Sure, I’d love to lose ten pounds.
Read MoreThe Stuff We Don’t Put in Our Holiday Letters
When a dear friend called me this week from Arizona, she rasped out “Merry Christmas” and promptly went into a coughing fit. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”
Read MorePolitics and Friendship
At our son’s wedding, my husband and I met a lovely couple. They were funny, charming, and warm. We felt an instant rapport. So, when they were passing through our city,
Read MoreThe Serenity Prayer Has Its Limits
Whenever my friend goes into her litany of all the roads in her life she regrets not taking, I’m tempted to remind her of the Serenity Prayer.
Read MoreAnother Writer’s Lament
When the artistic director of the company I danced with for several seasons was displeased with how we were performing her choreography, she would scream at us across the studio,
Read MoreThe Cycle of Life
We’d just finished a deliciously decadent Thanksgiving dinner, the first my younger son and his family had hosted, when my son held up the candle at our table and announced
Read More“Thankfuls” Trump the “Un-thankfuls”
When our sons were growing up, we used to have a tradition of passing a candle around the Sunday night dinner table and sharing what we felt thankful for. When it was his turn, our then seven year old piped up with, “Let me start with my un-thankfuls.”
Read MoreGrieving
Forget all that “time to move on and heal our differences” stuff. Maybe I’ll get there, but after Tuesday’s stunning presidential election, I sure haven’t arrived at that place.
Read MoreDo We Send Students to College too Soon? [Lessons from Vets on Campus]
The local university where I teach part-time has made a special and quite successful effort to welcome veterans on campus. My veteran students are a bit older than my “just out of high school” first year students.
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