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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

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Deborah J. Brasket, Author

Category Archives: Memoir

Learning to Play (Again)

March 24, 2016

I played piano as a girl and always regretted giving it up. Lately the thought that I may never play …

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Living on the Edge of the Ghostly and Unexplained

October 28, 2015

There’s so much in this world that surrounds us that we can hardly fathom, let alone explain. We keep bumping …

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Hot Hills in Summer Heat, Revised

July 9, 2015

“I watch them every summer, the hot hills crouched like a lion beside the road, tawny skin pulled taut across …

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Happy Valentines Day – Celebrating Lasting Love

February 14, 2015

I’m reprinting a post I wrote two years ago, the first to be Freshly Pressed. Hope you enjoy it. They …

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Growing Up in a Haunted House

October 28, 2014

Last October I posted a series of true life tales about the hauntings, ghosts, and demons I experienced growing up, …

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20 Favorite and Most Influential Books

September 9, 2014

What follows are the 20 favorite books that helped shape the way I think and write. It was hard to limit …

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More on “The Writing Life” with Annie Dillard

August 28, 2014

One of the things I love about Annie Dillard’s book “The Writing Life” is how it addresses both the drudgery and …

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Song from a Dream – “My Queen’s Soul Lies Naked”

July 20, 2014

My dreams have always been enticingly rich and evocative. Often it’s as if I’m watching an elaborate film in gorgeous …

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Selling My Babies. Where’s the Joy?

May 29, 2014

It’s never the full-blown joy I expect when a short story is accepted for publication. Even when the acceptance letter …

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Dreaming of Death—Oops, Bears

May 21, 2014

I’m going to die. Soon. That’s what I thought, waking one morning, remembering three distinct dreams, each in which I …

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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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