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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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Friday Fictioneers is a weekly Flash Fiction challenge, with photo prompt. Visit Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog Addicted To Purple, to read the stories in the collection, or to join in the fun. This story is dedicated to L and A, who … Continue reading
Today, I’m asking you to go somewhere else, to read Tales From the Motherland. This is my first original Huffington Post piece– the first time I didn’t write it here first, and repost it there! So, please head over to … Continue reading
Little Man, stepping off into a big, bright future. On June 7, 2014 my youngest child, Little Man, walked across the stage at a local college gymnasium and got his high school diploma. As it was when his older sister … Continue reading
Here I am, circling the drain again– banging my head against the same old wall– built with bricks of crumbling self-esteem, and topped with barbed-wire of razor-sharp self-loathing and remorse. On the heels of a stellar summer of travel and … Continue reading
Note: I wrote most of this post, on the plane home from BlogHer14, five days ago. I was feeling energized, excited and enthusiastic to share the experiences I had there. But re-entry was not easy. I got home to all … Continue reading
I’ve talked about it before; I’ve shared the good, the bad and the ugly in blog posts and on Facebook, but the reality is that we generally put our best Facebook forward. We put our sparkly stories out there, … Continue reading
Hey you, young mother. Yeah, you. I know you. I was you. I remember well the years and years of being busy all the time, and never getting enough sleep. I remember worrying about how to do everything right. What was … Continue reading
This week’s Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years, poses the following: “explore what age means to you. Is it the loss of youth, or the cultivation of wisdom? Do things get better as you grow older, or worse?” For those of you … Continue reading
Self-esteem’s a bitch. A whore who sleeps with everyone– seduces and charms, but chooses favorites. If she loves you, you bathe in the luxury of her love; you sleep well and wake feeling strong and beautiful. Those who she shines … Continue reading