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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: Fiction

“Us, Ancient” – A Short Love Story

November 7, 2013

Us, Ancient by Deborah J. Brasket You know what I love most about swimming? How perky my breasts get. All …

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13 Ways of Looking at Dying, Just Before, and the Moment After

September 24, 2013

This is the title of a short story I wrote that was published in the Fall Issue of Cobalt Review. …

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The Pieta and the Writer’s Palette

June 16, 2013

It’s been said that for the writer the blank page is our canvas and words our paint. But I don’t …

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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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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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