Mary Lamphere
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Once upon a time, there were only three, maybe four, television stations. And in the summer, between May Sweeps and September new season kick-off, they only showed live sports or reruns. I know! We’re so far removed from that now, it seems like fiction. Make believe. Not even believable fiction! Four channels? Crazy. Reruns? Like the…
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Since I intend to live to at least one hundred, I guess, technically, that makes me currently middle-aged. When I’m interviewed on my 100th birthday (save the date: 10/08/2066), I will credit my longevity to Naked Wednesdays, Diet Coke, and Doritos. Meantime, literally- ha! Meantime, I’m middle-aged. What does that mean? It means that mentally…
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Do you remember Match Game? A game show from the 60’s and 70’s (and even into the 80’s), it was hosted by Gene Rayburn and featured a panel of guest “stars” including Vicki Lawrence, Brett Sommers, Richard Dawson, Charles Nelson Reilly and Betty White, among many others. (If you don’t know…
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Loglines. Surely you’ve heard of these elusive creatures. The insidious brainworms that form innocently enough then propagate at the expense of your mental health. As you know, I’ve been working on submitting my manuscript(s). Submission requires a lot of research– where to send it, who is the right fit, why would they want my novel,…
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My BB turned one last week. At his party, someone mentioned they thought it was cute that I called him BB. In the beginning, when we found out my daughter and her husband were expecting, BB was just “text speak” for baby. As in, they’re having a BB, squeeeeee! Then we found out it was…
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I haven’t blogged about writing in a while because, well, I haven’t been writing in a while. All of the great intentions of the New Year have faded under the glare of other stuff. And there’s been A LOT of other stuff. Blinding other stuff. (Excuse numbers 17-438.) I told my husband recently, “Don’t lecture, but I…
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Remember when I forgot my phone and was phoneless for FOUR DAYS? I survived the trying affair, even handled it with unexpected grace, and lived to blog about it. Despite the shakes, hallucinations, and feeling of missing body parts, I’m considering doing it again. Not just repeating the same exercise in technological withdrawal, no, I’m thinking…
