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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Writing

Eavesdropping

As I writer, it is perfectly acceptable, and practically a professional requirement, for me to eavesdrop. How else would I know how teenagers whine, or families fight, or men flirt (yeah, I’ve been married THAT long) – in order to get it right in my stories? Restaurants are especially good. Booths are best, because you …

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The Good-Day Do-Good Checklist

One night many years ago I was lying in bed, waiting for sleep and reviewing my day. I hadn’t had a bad day, but I could not decide whether it had been a good day. I realized then that my problem was that I did not have any standard for measuring the success of my …

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There’s No Escaping Me

About a month ago, I stumbled upon a quote by one of my favorite authors. It resonated with me, and I posted it on my Facebook author page: Yes. Yes.  This is not only why I read – it is also why I write. I love taking myself to another world and living an alternative …

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Beginner’s Luck

I hate Beginner’s Luck. Beginner’s Luck is the way the universe makes raspberries at your ego. I didn’t have beginner’s luck as a kid. I didn’t have any kind of luck. I was the type of kid who never drew an ace in a game of War, but I could count on getting the Old …

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Not Guilty Pleasure, Just Guilty

The Guilty Pleasures I recently confessed to are harmless enough… just a lapse of taste rather than judgment. But we all do some things where our normal good conduct goes slightly awry. And confession is good for the soul. So let me confess to some slightly less than perfect behaviors:   Guilt Relief In Thirty …

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That Final Push

I’m making a commitment!  I’m going to finish that final third of the third (and final) draft of my novel. I’m giving myself one month to get it done.  So I’ll probably be posting a little less often here, as I try to write something there. I thought I would share with you  the beginning …

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My Favorite Days – Part Four

The fourth in a series recounting the best days of my life (so far) – leading up to my very best day. Triple Great Days – The Book An essay I wrote ten years ago provided me with three of the best days of my life – over a span of seven years. One day …

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Practically Perfect

When last we met (well, almost every time we’ve met), I discussed a few of my husband’s little quirks. It’s probably my laziest subject – there’s not much challenge here. He has so many quirks and I watch him – and them – incessantly. But fair is fair, so I figured I should now reveal …

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Teachers

If you’ve read my blog even once, you probably know that I am never serious. I excel at silly, and so I’ve stuck to it. But I cannot – as much as I’d love to – pretend that what happened here in Connecticut last week did not happen.  The whole country is heartbroken, including silly …

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Practice, Practice, Practice

You know the old joke – The tourist asks the New Yorker: “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?” “Practice, Practice, Practice.” Well, I’ve been practicing all right. This is my 200th blog. I started fourteen months ago with a two-paragraph post about bathing suits, and I’ve been writing about bathing suits and other weirdnesses …

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