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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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I’m late, late, late this week… I’ve been in Denver for parent’s weekend at my son’s school. Such fun times together, but no time for anything else. Humble apologies for late submission and tardiness in reading all of your great … Continue reading
Recently, I had my attitude checked in a marijuana dispensary. You read that right: a weed shop. If you know me personally, and are judging me right now, save it ‘til the end; you may be checking your attitude too. … Continue reading
I recently celebrated my two-year anniversary of joining Friday Fictioneers. There was no cake (the baker has retired) or fanfare, but I felt like I wanted to thank some of the wonderful writers who have encouraged me here. That is … Continue reading
Here’s the HuffPo piece… for those of you who let me know that you don’t want to go over there. You can’t say I’m not accommodating. It’s been almost three weeks since I left my youngest child at college. Given … Continue reading
This doesn’t happen often, but my new post is an original Huffington Post piece. I spent weeks writing it, and hope you’ll stop by HuffPo and show some love. For the record, my nest is never empty: my older son … Continue reading
Another week, and I seem to fall further behind in everything! But each time I see the photo prompt, I can’t resist! Friday Fictioneers is a magical place, where writers spin stories from a photo. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields manages to keep us … Continue reading
A Fruit fly! Hot damn! It’s that time of year again, and I’m losing my mind chasing these horrible creatures around my kitchen, with wet hands (because, if you didn’t know this: it’s easier to kill them with wet hands) and … Continue reading
Friday Fictioneers is a 100-word flash fiction challenge with a photo prompt. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, manages to keep us in line and encourage endless creativity. Check out other stories and how to join, on her blog, Addicted to Purple. Two weeks … Continue reading
I have been absent and treading water: NYC, Boston, Cape Cod, Tel Aviv, Port Townsend, Bainbridge and now Denver; in the past 8 weeks I’ve been home for 4 days! Each week I see the photo prompt, delivered generously and regularly … Continue reading
My daughter, my eldest child, just had her first child– a baby boy. They live in Israel, and I flew over for his birth and to help afterwards. What was meant to be a two-week trip, became 4 and I … Continue reading


