Author Archives: Tonya

Our Father

A quarter after nine today found me in church. This is unusual as I follow no religion, and I keep a snug muzzle on my antipathy for glib scripture chasers. I am a hypocrite because I thump my own book … Continue reading

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New Routine

I went to bed at 9 last night.  Read some.  Woke and rose at 4:30 a.m.  Crazy, right? –First thought wrong.  I’ve been listening to how some otherwise chaotic folk start the day off peacefully.  Actually, I’ve been listening–not doing–for … Continue reading

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One Year Ago

True to character–defect or asset–I begin without knowing how.  My intentions are to develop discipline, skill and wisdom through writing.  I’ve been learning about this web/blog thing–but neither theory nor PDF’s (ad infinitum) seem to kick my ass into gear. … Continue reading

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