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The Work Boyfriend: A Novel « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. December 19th, 2014. The Work Boyfriend: A Novel. Is in the world. It’s up here at Amazon, through Kindle Direct Publishing. And here at Kobo through their amazing Writing Life platform. And here at iTunes. Like I said, we’re curious to see how it all works. But, overall, I just wanted to prove to myself that I could finish something–and I hope for those who kindly decide to read it, that they enjoy it. Anyhow. I’m excited. And...Girl with t...
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. June 18th, 2011. The very first real job I had was as a content producer for Alliance Atlantis. I spent days in the library researching fascinating articles about Shakespeare and the Second World War. Writing for a living, even though I’d consider myself a hack, let me hone my grammar (which hasn’t necessarily improved), feel more confident about my sentences and grow a thick skin. All important lessons. Books have never taken a backseat in ...
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. March 25th, 2015. On Self-Publishing: The Work Boyfriend Experiment. While I was in graduate school, in a pitch of desperation during a flare-up of my Wegener’s, I made a list of accomplishments–not current, but what I wanted out of life. Most of them were typical for someone of my age and state-of-life, I wanted to have kids, and find a better job, and go to Paris, and England–and foolishly, write a book. We’re getting there. I...Like I ...
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New Year’s Revolutions – 2015 « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. January 14th, 2015. New Year’s Revolutions – 2015. Which filled me up in ways I find hard to express (ironic, isn’t it–a writer struggling with self-expression? And my job remained both in-tact and fulfilling. I had ten Revolutions last year, from Write to Sustain to Make Dinner. I think the word encompasses so much of what I want to accomplish over the next year, and while I want to do more–more writing, more reading, more travelling,...
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Going Grey: A Meditation « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. November 21st, 2014. Going Grey: A Meditation. My book club has been reading Leslie Jamison’s. Why do I hunger for significant barometers but find myself tethered to banality instead.”. Mail (will not be published) (required). Deanna [dot] mcfadden [at] gmail [dot] com. Classic starts by me. Around the World In 80 Days. Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. The Hunchback of Notre Dame. The Last of the Mohicans. Friends & Foibles. A Hoot and A Holler.
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Ellen in Pieces – Caroline Adderson « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. December 1st, 2014. Ellen in Pieces – Caroline Adderson. The last few months of my reading life have been bereft of a key ingredient: actual reading. I was having a hard time finding books, reading them, and finishing them. Not sure if I’ve found my way. Books have been the one constant in my life and, yet, I have so little time for reading. Caroline Adderson’s wonderful. And I’m taking lessons from reading. So Much For That. Busted on the b...
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The One With The Kilt « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. January 16th, 2015. The One With The Kilt. The Heart and the Bottle. Posted in My mother. 3 Responses to “The One With The Kilt”. I love your writing. I’m always a bit sad when I reach the last line. Really need to start your book! January 16th, 2015 at 5:19 pm. This is wonderful. xo. January 21st, 2015 at 9:09 pm. In the meantime I have start reading and reviewing again and started up a new blog. Http:/ biblioshake.blogspot.ca/. The True Na...
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The Sun Always Shines At The Worst/Best Possible Times « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. September 24th, 2014. The Sun Always Shines At The Worst/Best Possible Times. 9 Responses to “The Sun Always Shines At The Worst/Best Possible Times”. Wow, simply amazing. Thanks for sharing that Deanna. September 24th, 2014 at 12:20 pm. Beautiful Deanna, Your Mom was beautiful inside and out! I remember her always being so much fun and always so happy. Your Mom would be so proud of you. September 24th, 2014 at 12:33 pm. Being myself in deep...
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Station Eleven – Emily St. John Mandel « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. December 11th, 2014. Station Eleven – Emily St. John Mandel. Picture the moment before a pandemic–what might that look like–people in everyday situations going about their everyday lives. Some are at the theatre. Some are walking home from work. Some are on a plane going somewhere. Coming home from somewhere. Stuck somewhere. This is the premise that opens. Many of the characters in. Mail (will not be published) (required). Deanna [dot] mcfa...
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On Self-Publishing: The Work Boyfriend Experiment « my tragic right hip
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My tragic right hip. Busting out bad joints all over the place. March 25th, 2015. On Self-Publishing: The Work Boyfriend Experiment. While I was in graduate school, in a pitch of desperation during a flare-up of my Wegener’s, I made a list of accomplishments–not current, but what I wanted out of life. Most of them were typical for someone of my age and state-of-life, I wanted to have kids, and find a better job, and go to Paris, and England–and foolishly, write a book. We’re getting there. I...Girl wi...
