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I was bullied by a bunch of middle-aged pencil pushers. And it hurt.

About eight years ago, I was in search of a writer’s group. I had just sold my first novel and was hoping to find some colleagues of sorts to meet with and share my struggles and seek solutions. I was new to the writing business and had many questions.   Also, writing can be a lonely…

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My daughter’s favorite library is not a library

My wife agreed to bring my daughter to her favorite library yesterday. “The one with the stage and the trains,” she said. The main branch of the West Hartford public library has both a stage and a train set in its children’s section, so naturally they went there. Upon arriving, Clara said, “We’re going to…

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