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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Language

Better Than I Know Myself

There are certain words I love. When I was a little girl, I loved the word Mystical. It sounded beautiful – it sounded like what it meant. I loved Forsythia. Isn’t that a lyrical word? At the beginning of Spring, just hearing someone say Forsythia made me feel refreshed. As I got a little older, …

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I.D.K.W.T.M.

I DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS When I was seventeen, my sister’s boyfriend came home from his first semester at a New York acting school. He had a new word.  “Heavy”.  Like in, “Those jeans are so heavy.” I was a lifetime proponent of “Cool”.  But oh, “Heavy” was so cool. So I went back …

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