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AGE: 33
LOC: Port Orchard, WA
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 24

This is who I am: I am steadfast, loyal, and strong. I am an over-comer of adversity and pain, and an achiever of great joys! I am #5 of 7, and I enjoy my place among my siblings. God, Family, and Writing are my loves, and in that order.

I am a wife, a mom, and a wicked good cook!  I am also an inventor, and I own and operate my own business on my new invention, The Gum Spa (patent pending).  www.thegumspa.com

I am also a freelance writer, with my first novel, “Force of Nature,” in the editing stages. I hope to find a publisher sometime between the end of winter, and mid-spring.

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Short Story / Becky's Beans
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I didn't start gardening until I was 29. To be truthful, my husband started gardening when I was 29, and I became "gardening support." It all started with one sad, wilted tomato plant last spring, and ended with a freezer full of garden-fresh tomatoes, zucchini, and beans that fall. "Look!" My husband, James said. He had just come in from work, he was holding up a black, plastic pot with a wilted tomato plant that hung limply to the side. He was smiling like a twelve-year-old boy with a huge ...
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Buggers, Poop, and Sunday School
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Okay, so I was known to occasionally pop a thick, sticky wad of bubble gum into my mouth after scraping it off the underside of the table at Burger King when I was a kid. There were 7 kids in my family, and gum, candy, and fun cereal was always off the menu, so that's my excuse! I cringe to realize that my son (at 4-years-old) is getting ever closer to the booger-eating-gum-scraping-anti-bathing ages. Heaven help me! He is in the bathroom humor stage already (everything is "poop," and "pee," ...
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Short Story / How to Move a Dead Horse
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Batting and poking in the dark at the alarm clock, Sam can't get it to stop buzzing. Tearing his eyes open, he sees the time blaring back at him in red: 12:42, not time for the alarm. The buzzing morphs into the ring of the telephone; he grabs it from the cradle. "Mmm... Hullo?" “Sam? Sam it’s me.” I said into the receiver. “Ben? It’s nearly one in the morning.” I could picture Sam eyeing the illuminated numbers on his alarm clock and blinking the sleep out of his eyes. “Yeah, sorry. I just ...
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Humor/Satire / Conquering the Coffe Culture
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I was early for work one morning, so I stopped in Hillsdale, a tiny community in the West hills of Portland, to get a cup of coffee. Now, I am always one to support the little guy, like, I prefer to go to the neighborhood video store, rather than the local chain, and I would just as soon drive a little farther to go to a mom and pop, rather than the "popular" store, dubbed so by the hundreds of so called "popular" people walking around all consumed in the occupation of being, well, “popular.”...
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Journalism / Societal Integrity in America
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The common belief held by most is that integrity is simply living life by the rules; whose rules, I have to wonder. For arguments sake, I will concede that, "the rules," consist of all of the rules about life (put forth by those whom I will just call society) that are innately good, and when seen living by them, people are considered (by society) to be good people. I will even go one step further to include the unwritten rules, as well as the common sense rules; that should cover them all, an...
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Journal, Diary, & Blogging / A good woman no more
by webwriter
The raw emotion is evident; there is real talent here! Rebecca Reece
Poetry / " 'Tis With Threnody I Tarry, 'Stead O' Me Marry"
by donyavangogh
Poetic, (good, considering it is poetry!) The language is difficult, and my first instinct is to say, "nah, it's too hard to read, you can't understand it... Use plain language." However, after I read it over a few times, I find that it is exciting to read something akin to the language of Shakespeare. What a great opportunity you have to bring that kind/style of writing back! Hope this is helpful, Rebecca Reece
Flash Fiction / The Celebrated Doctor Joseph Cruz
by squarehopper
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Haiku/Senryu / Seasonal Elements
by mem19102006
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Short Story / You've Got Mail
by db_metallo
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