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Dawn Quyle Landau
Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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Since I first read I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, as senior in high school, I have regularly turned to Maya Angelou for inspiration. This week, I have read this stunning poem more than once, may finally get it. … Continue reading
We all poop. We bleed when we’re cut.We laugh when it’s funny, and we cry when it hurts. But sometimes it feels like an uphill battle to be recognized as having feelings, by people who I think matter. I try … Continue reading
Two weeks in a row. Maybe this is something to celebrate? I’m grateful for the inspiration, as I sit on a plane, headed home again–– this time for a long while. I will read other stories and catch up, and … Continue reading
It’s been WAY too long. I see the photo each week, and throw up my hands… stuck in my writer’s block, crazy schedule, or apathy. But my writing friends at FF are always with me in spirit, and last week … Continue reading
This morning I found myself awake at 3am. Jet lag. It sucks, if not for the obvious perk that you’ve been somewhere far enough away, that it messes with your sleep, when you return. I had the enormous perk of … Continue reading
At the end of June this year, my blog turned 5 years old. It happened with little fan fair, and honestly, if Word Press hadn’t sent me a cheerful notification, I might have missed it all together. I didn’t write … Continue reading
Warning: This post is about one of my children. Admittedly, I am not entirely objective when it comes to my kids; who is? Beware, there may be random acts of bragging, but this kid is pretty awesome, and I could … Continue reading
Another weekly photo prompt (this week by Mary Shipman), and we’re off! Friday Fictioneers is the most addictive Flash Fiction challenge around. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is our fearless leader. Check out her blog, Addicted to Purple to find more stories, and … Continue reading
This piece has been featured on Huffington Post & SheKnows.com Music is my drug. It’s how I cope with many things. If I’m driving, there’s music on. If I’m writing, there’s music on. When I feel big things, I turn … Continue reading
I’m starting another week with an apology. I got back to Friday Fictioneers last week, relieved to finally be writing, and promising to read others, when I got back from Tel Aviv. My intentions were good. Really. But, our flight … Continue reading


