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Can I be a chameleon?

Can I be a chameleon?

“It’s like you’re a chameleon,” said my nail technician. She was selling me the dream of multichrome grabbers. I wasn’t convinced but since she’s never steered me wrong, I went with it. After a few days of marveling at how my nails change according to how the light hits them,...
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Only the people can count you out

Only the people can count you out

The chants were thunderous. For the first time that day, they drowned out beats blaring from the stage upstairs. One word rained down on the bassement of the dilapidated train station: “Emtee! Emtee! Emtee!” At a glance, Stage 2 at Riky Rick’s inaugural Cotton Fest looked like the designated spot...
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She’s Such a F-ing Lady!

She’s Such a F-ing Lady!

When I’m listening to a conversation - an interview on the radio, teachings by a popular person via podcasts or even eavesdropping nje - there is always a point when I go: hm, how would I answer that? I don’t know if you do this too but, often, I get...
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Post-Koppi musings

Post-Koppi musings

Two years ago, I swore I’d never go to Oppikoppi again. Nothing bad happened. I had just been going to the festival in Limp City since I was a baby writer. I’d missed some years but overall, part of my job was attending festivals like that and I did it...
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Radio daze

April 3. My one year radioversary came and went last month and I couldn't bring myself to write about it. If you know me, you know radio has been the best thing to ever happen to me - and I've had some pretty epic things happen to me. Over the...
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New month, same anxiety

 What I've been doing? Oh, just sweating about how I'm going to take my ideas out of my head and onto the screen in your hand and/or in your house. Wish me luck.
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Shallow water

Anxiety is a bitch. At the beginning of this month, my Dude was sprawled across our sofa couch as sun rays licked and lulled him into sleep while he pretended he was really concentrating on this stupid movie he insisted we watch. His eyelashes curved up as salutation. When I...
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Paid in full-ish

I just spent what feels like 10 minutes - although it was probably shorter than that - scrolling through Facebook. I found out that Masta Ace has a Tiny Desk Concert out. Good job, NPR! I mean, just two days ago, my Dude and I were in a convenience store...
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A is for April (and accountability)

As a journalist for so long, you’d think I respect a deadline... Hello, again. It’s been a very long time since I put up a blog post. I’d love to say it’s because I’ve been so busy. I have been busy. But that’s not why I’ve been away. I haven’t...
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How my first artist date went

I’ll be honest, I’ve had a very sad start to my week. I actually didn’t even feel like writing this post (and I still don’t have an artist date for this week, but I trust the Universe’s timing) but in my initial The Artist’s Way post, I said I would...
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