I have not written in a long time.  There has been no time, I say.  Of course, there has been time. . .I have just used it differently--in other ways--walking, cooking, creating test questions, calling parents, running errands.  I just read a book where the main character is an artist who hasn't done art for …

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For some reason, I am really digging kraft paper right now.  I guess I've always loved it.  I come by it naturally.  The paper mill where most of the men I loved in the world spent a large majority of their day made brown, paper bags.  Going to the store across from Granny and PaPaw's …

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