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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

~ Writing on the Edge of the Wild

Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: Addiction

Between the Rage and Fear

November 21, 2013

I spent yesterday in the hospital with my son, who had overdosed on heroin.  I’d found him that morning unconscious …

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“When Things Go Missing,” Piecing the Puzzle Together

May 5, 2013

Short stories are getting a lot of love lately. May has been proclaimed National Short Story Month. Others have dubbed …

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“Rider on the Storm” – My Wild Child, My Son

January 27, 2013

Recently I posted a tribute to my daughter on her wedding day, and as I wrote it, I wondered about …

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After sailing around the world in a small boat for six years, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans appear in our natural and untamed surroundings, living always on the edge of the wild, into which we are embedded even while being that thing which sets us apart. Now living again on the edge of the wild in a home that borders a nature preserve, I am re-exploring what it means to be human in a more than human world.

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