Comments for EDUCATION OF A LIGHTBREAD GIRL

Comment on Food for the heart by leafless

leafless — Wed, 07 Jan 2009 19:13:31 +0000

Isn’t childhood wonderful?

Comment on Poem In October–Thomas by biellen

biellen — Thu, 30 Oct 2008 17:42:01 +0000

Again. Nice thing about NaNo is that you start fresh every time. Blank slate, nice and clean. Anything is possible. (ithinkican ithinkican ithinkican)

Comment on Poem In October–Thomas by barrynapier

barrynapier — Thu, 30 Oct 2008 17:28:25 +0000

Hey there; I simply wanted to thank you for stopping by my blog. Thanks for the advice! Are you also submitting yourself to the torture of NaNoWriMo?

Comment on About by itsamysterytome

itsamysterytome — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 12:37:16 +0000

I just happened upon your blog and I have to say your writing is amazing. Surely you are already a published writer! I grew up in southern Oklahoma in the 50’s and 60’s and the stories of your family are very similar to my own family history. Thanks for the interesting read.

Comment on About by glennyates

glennyates — Tue, 09 Oct 2007 21:23:15 +0000

That’s a nice little compliment. And very true. Especially of the poetry. You should slap up Chrysalis or some of the old Eagle’s Quill writings sometime when you get the chance.

Comment on Starlings and Minnows by lmarie

lmarie — Fri, 28 Sep 2007 19:48:53 +0000

You are so descriptive with your writing; a TRUE writer. I love to read your things.
Have you always liked to write?

Comment on Dickson by J.C. Yates

J.C. Yates — Fri, 07 Sep 2007 16:12:45 +0000

I remember nothing about him but stories. There was some type of addiction, I remember hearing. Another phrase in my memory is that he went a little crazy when several of his boys went off to war. But I fear that might just have been said to give a “good” reason…

Comment on FIRST LESSON by J.C. Yates

J.C. Yates — Thu, 06 Sep 2007 15:52:26 +0000

I try to delude myself into thinking thigs are different…
But I remember in 1975, when we bought a burial plot in Kingsport (trying to help a “friend”, but that is another story), we received a deed. On the deed, it specified what remains could be placed in the plot. There was a block of text marked out in black marker, in the middle of a sentence before the word “human”. When you held it up to the light, the word “white” was visable thru the marker. Even in death, prejudice remains…

Comment on The End Is Cold by kislitsin

kislitsin — Wed, 05 Sep 2007 14:13:15 +0000

Hello,
I just came across your blog and read through your memories. I found them very interesting. We started to collect dreams and memories of the humankind. I thought it could be interesting for you to have a look: http://www.memorycemetery.com/manifesto/.
We would be happy to see your memories there…
All the best,
Boris.

Comment on The End Is Cold by jim

jim — Mon, 03 Sep 2007 04:06:53 +0000

Speak, Memory.