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A Few Of My Favorite Things For Christmas!

 

—–Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before! What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!–Dr. Suess

 

  1. Must De Cartier By Cartier: When I worked for Carnival Cruise Lines, our mean, super-model, Russian Pit boss, Leah, wore this. When I asked what kind of perfume she was wearing, she retorted in a thick Latvian accent, “Cartier, darling, but it wouldn’t smell as lovely on you.” To this day, it is one of my all time favorites!
Such Memories!

Such Memories!

 

  1. Buttercup Powder: I guess all the celebrities wear this for flawless, beautiful skin. My pen-pal, Mercy, swears by it and said I should order some, so I did.

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My Inner Chick’s Winning Submission!

 

—We chose a winner!

 

My Inner Chick’s team read and savored 74 submissions for our 2nd annual writing contest.

 

We valued and appreciated your raw words, honesty, authenticity, pain, and sharing your real-life, unbelievable, amazing stories with us.

 

What an honor to read all of them.

 

Thank you!

 

In particular, one story by Reut Amit, He Never Hit Me, caused us to rise up from our seats and yell:

 

      “That’s the one!”

 

Without further ado, here it is.

 

Congrats, Reut!

Image by Rebel Society/BigStock Sad/Scared

Image by Rebel Society/BigStock Sad/Scared

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The Vagina On The Wall

Mercy ROCKS my world.

Mercy ROCKS my world.

 

( This short observation was written by my dynamic, amazing, talented pen-pal, Mercy Adhiambo. She sends me her personal journals with several remarkable stories about her adventures in journalism, life, love, and insights about Kenya. I particularly appreciated and loved this one! She was about 20 years old when she wrote it.)

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Rejection Sucks

 

 

I did frame this from The New Yorker because they spelled "DEAR" wrong and it made me feel better about myself!

I did frame this from The New Yorker because they spelled “DEAR” wrong and it made me feel better about myself!

 

 

Throughout the years, I’ve heard, unbelievably, that several writers appreciate rejection letters. Some of these individuals wall-paper their walls with these correspondences. Others pin the, “we regret to inform you’s” to their bulletin boards as reminders to Keep on Truckin.’

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