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The Thriving Vegetarians and Vegans Blog. Just another WordPress.com weblog. Laquo; How To Eat Well While Traveling. How To Store Produce. The Vegetarian Mastery Program: 1st 26 Lessons. You can help me finalize the curriculum for The Vegetarian Mastery Program. Here are the proposed lessons for the first six months. If there’s something missing that you’d like included, just post a message at the bottom of this page. Thanks! 5) Three easy ways to get more iron. Discover 12 foods rich in iron, and wh...
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Fleeing Muses: May 2010
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Bush girl in the city. Thursday, May 13, 2010. For those of you that may be interested, I'll be blogging about the belly over here. There's one up at the moment, and the usual transmissions will resume here shortly, as I feel the block may be shifting. But for now I am in Lusaka, relishing a few days of sun and family time. Back to the bright lights tomorrow. Monday, May 3, 2010. At first, the words dried up completely. Or I thought they had. Nodding. Smiling. Not telling. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Fleeing Muses: Dancer in the Dark
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Bush girl in the city. Sunday, August 14, 2011. Dancer in the Dark. Except there was something wrong with her wiring. Whenever there was an assignment that was called "Your own composition", or "Free writing" or even just "Open topic essay" she couldn't do it. Couldn't move the pen across the page. Couldn't make the noisy clamour in her head turn into black and white or blue and white or even green and white on the page. Of course things got handed in. Scrambled pieces of paper - Compositions. Sh...Meanw...
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Fleeing Muses: February 2010
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Bush girl in the city. Thursday, February 18, 2010. I remember thinking,. Huh - they still have the same decor. And then, the weird thing. His girlfriend. We hug, but there is nothing left of the old passion that used to lock our bodies together. Just a gentle warmth and that funny kind of ache you get for what could have been, but its ok that it didn't be. She, though, is pissed off. She seems to actually hiss at me. I think,. Huh, how weird. what's she worried about. Then she turns into an octopus.
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Fleeing Muses: October 2011
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Bush girl in the city. Friday, October 21, 2011. Disclaimer: this is part three: very long and erm, laborious. After the walk Xoli puts on her rubber gloves again and I try not to punch her lights out while she fiddles around in the heart of the storm. Eye of the storm is what they say though, isn’t it? These are your options, she is saying. We can wait, walk some more, keep active. Or break the membranes … put you on an oxytocin drip to speed up the contractions. I don’t want to ...Writing this now, loo...
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Fleeing Muses: March 2011
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Bush girl in the city. Tuesday, March 22, 2011. Shhhhh. Don't make sudden movements. Don't even exhale too loudly. You might break the spell. I am having a moment with my laptop. If we're very lucky, I may even press publish when I am done. It has indeed been a while, and the world has shifted on its axis since last we spoke. No really. It was the earthquake. Two blogs are not better than one. That's not gonna happen. 8211; there's a train leaving the station. Get on it – a matter of extreme and ut...
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Fleeing Muses: January 2012
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Bush girl in the city. Saturday, January 28, 2012. Everyone will have their stories of her. Everyone who knew her, worked with her or was taught by her will have some little anecdote or snapshot that they will tell in tribute of her. Students discussed her endlessly, trying to pin down what she was really. People wanted to get a handle on her. They wanted words. Like Eccentric. Ethereal. Touched. Brilliant. Alchemist. Sorcerer. We all have our stories. These are mine. Shuffling and giggles, and then the ...
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Fleeing Muses: Reza
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Bush girl in the city. Saturday, January 28, 2012. Everyone will have their stories of her. Everyone who knew her, worked with her or was taught by her will have some little anecdote or snapshot that they will tell in tribute of her. Students discussed her endlessly, trying to pin down what she was really. People wanted to get a handle on her. They wanted words. Like Eccentric. Ethereal. Touched. Brilliant. Alchemist. Sorcerer. We all have our stories. These are mine. Shuffling and giggles, and then the ...
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Fleeing Muses: July 2011
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Bush girl in the city. Tuesday, July 26, 2011. 8220;You must show him, sister! You mustn't take this nonsense from him! My sister and I look at each other and roll our eyes. Its going to be a long journey. The women behind us in the bus are irritating us. Loud relationship counselling. Laughter. We're trying to sleep. But Musa's not irritated. He leans across from his aisle seat and starts to chat and join in the advice free-for-all. They get chatting and ask him what he does. He plays the President in.
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Fleeing Muses: June 2010
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Bush girl in the city. Wednesday, June 2, 2010. Readiness is all (Part II). So much of what we call good theatre these days is polished and slick. Performances that display impressive emotional virtuoso, sets that are tricky and conceptual, interpretations of the classics that leave you nodding sagely and going 'hmmm', because its all so clever. This is what we want to see, right? Maybe I'm just hard to please. But now something has come along that really rocks my boat, lights my candle and peels my onion.