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Hip Hop Hot Dogs

By Carma SpenceSeptember 5, 2006Snippetsfood

Just had this fun idea for a fast-food restaurant in a story: Hip Hop Hot Dogs. It is a hot dog joint where all the items have hip hop culture names, such as: The Yo Dog What Up Dog Ho Hambuger etc.

The Boy

By Carma SpenceAugust 15, 2006Poetry1983, alone, war

Written in 1983 .. inspired by the cover of my copy of Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. He stands alone in a field of grass and flowers. Pants, too big, hang from brown suspenders. Solemn, in his face. Is the boy sad? Is the boy lonely? Alone, he stands in […]

Poignancy Is in the Eye of the Beholder

By Carma SpenceAugust 6, 2006Thoughtsdeath, emotions, loss, mallards

This morning I was writing a review of “The Offspring,” an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation, for SyFyPortal.com, which I regularly contribute to. In this episode Data creates a “child” who surpasses him in the ability to experience emotions and dies as a result. I cried when I […]

The Monster

By Carma SpenceJuly 15, 2006Poetry1982, frustration, monster, teen angst

On October 13, 1982, my diary entry consisted of mostly a poem. I now share with you that entry. Just F.Y.I.: each diary was given a name. For my Junior year in High School, my diary was named Duval, after a guy I liked the previous year. He died his […]

Couple of things …

By Carma SpenceJuly 9, 2006Thoughtsevocation of heroes, freelance, The Toastmaster, WorldCon

The Toastmaster, the magazine for members of Toastmasters International, has accepted on spec a story I’ve pitched them about how evoking heroes can help you succeed in life. This means, I write the story, send it in and if they like it, they’ll buy it. But if they don’t, they […]

Random Thoughts About Bat-Free Days and Groundhogs

By Carma SpenceJune 17, 2006Thoughtsbats, groundhog, hearing, ringtone

For the past couple of weekends, I’ve been watching a groundhog rummage around one of my neighbor’s yards. From a distance, groundhogs are quite cute. So I took out my trusty Bushnell binoculars and took a closer look. Still cute. Then it turned around and looked in my direction, like […]

The Carver

By Carma SpenceJune 1, 2006Poetry1983, carver, sailor

Written in 1983. The wooden chips float to the floor at each stroke of the blade. The gnarled, old hands shape the stick of wood with an expertise only acquired with time. The metamorphosis of the wood is slow and subtle. but as time progresses a figure seems to come […]

Woo Hoo!

By Carma SpenceMay 28, 2006Thoughtsfortune, recovery

I’m gradually adding more movement to my routine. I’m taking the stairs at work when I can, and on Thursday, I walked from the metro station to a conference I had to go to and back (at least three block both ways). The recent change in weather has my knee […]

My European Vacation – Along the Beach at Estepona

By Carma SpenceMay 21, 2006ThoughtsEstepona, Spain, travel

My mother sits beside me, meditating to the accompaniment of cars driving by on the road behind us. A moderate breeze rustles the leaves of the palm trees and threatens to close the book I’m writing in. A couple talks quietly to each other on the bench about 10 feet […]

I Survived!

By Carma SpenceMay 19, 2006Thoughtscolonoscopy

Over the weekend, I had to go on a special diet due to a procedure I had to undergo on Tuesday. Saturday and Sunday, I had to cut out all fresh (and canned) fruits and vegetables. On Monday, I could only consume clear liquids. (Guess what? Sprite is not filling!) […]

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