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Just Shelley Writing

I’ll Never Write for the New Yorker

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I started writing when I was five years old. I wrote everything: articles, stories, fairy tales, even a musical when I was 12 that my school kindly let me produce and present. Writing is as much a part of me as breathing, laughter, and hope. My spelling is not always […]

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Writing

Tax Filings

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. I finally found the kernel of the writer’s block I’ve had, as well as much of my restlessness in the last month — it was the end of year tax filings. Really, you would have laughed if you had seen me. I literally couldn’t approach the table with all my […]

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Weblogging Writing

Dave Winer/Winerlog Controversy

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. Sorry, not in a funny mood today. Yesterday as a result of the Fairvue awards, I thought it would be nice to take time to tell favorite bloggers how much we like them. Based on this, I had some wonderful exchanges with some of the nicest people — and not just within […]

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Just Shelley Writing

Sleepless Night

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. The Bay’s remarkably clear tonight. The lights on the other side sparkle like wadded up gum tinfoil on the ground. I was thinking tonight that writers are either abysmally insecure or abominably arrogant —we don’t fall in-between. And I think the arrogant ones among us are nothing more than insecure […]

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Just Shelley Writing

Sleepless Night

Recovered from the Wayback Machine. The Bay’s remarkably clear tonight. The lights on the other side sparkle like wadded up gum tinfoil on the ground. I was thinking tonight that writers are either abysmally insecure or abominably arrogant —we don’t fall in-between. And I think the arrogant ones among us are nothing more than insecure […]