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Monthly Archives: August 2009

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The Farm Share Blues

If Only I Find This Hilarious, Does That Count?By Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 31, 2009

Last spring in a fit of earth-loving-passion I bought a summer CSA share. I’d written a story about community supported agriculture for a local magazine and fallen in love with the idea of paying in advance for farm-fresh food. After all, when I was a kid, I wanted to be a farmer. This would be…

Bad Daddy, No Biscuit

Motherhood, An Endlessly Rewarding JoyBy Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 28, 2009

Yesterday I took the chickens to the beach park. Because there are only a couple of places along the river that function like beaches, with sand and water access, this place is a city-population magnet. One of the things I love about it is that it makes for great people-watching. There is also the risk…

Essayer: to try, to attempt (French)

Oh, She's a Writer, Eh? How Fascinating.By Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 25, 2009

During the long weekend writing retreat of week-before-last, I dove into my work-in-progress essay collection (see Plot Twist). The challenges and joys of writing memoir reliably reared their little heads, leaving me somewhat dumbstruck for the first 24 hours. Some things you have to learn over and over. Essay is my very favorite genre, and…

Spin

It's Hard to Live, Still I Think It's The Best BetBy Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 19, 2009

I returned on Monday from a long weekend writing retreat to a kind-but-definitive email releasing me from the duties of one of my regular paid writing gigs. Nothing to do with my performance, etc., etc., it’s just that they found someone cheaper and more geographically convenient to do the work. This sort of thing used…

The Lost Weekend

It's Hard to Live, Still I Think It's The Best BetBy Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 12, 2009

Put 110 people with intermingled pasts and pending mid-life crises in one room, add high expectations, a few cocktails and the pressure to connect in a short amount of time and what happens? Everyone loses their minds. Or at least I do. I would love to report on my 20th high school reunion, but since…

Hello, History

If Only I Find This Hilarious, Does That Count?By Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 6, 2009

This year I found myself neck-deep in my own past. It began with Facebook, which delivered to me everyone I’ve ever known, loved, despised and/or kissed; most recently came a request to write essays about my childhood, which sent me diving into old journals and quickly concluding with a shudder that perhaps the past is…

New Digs

Oh, She's a Writer, Eh? How Fascinating.By Kim Cooper FindlingAugust 3, 2009

For part of June and the entirety of July, Chicken Little’s bedroom and my office were one in the same. This caused much confusion. I would tell Little it was time for bed and she would amble towards her “old” bedroom, only to find it gutted. She would look around with consternation and begin to…

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