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Does That Come in Pleather?

December 22, 2010
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I rolled my eyes. Considering this was a Chevy dealership, he wouldn’t be able to show me the car I’ve been dreaming about for years: a charcoal grey BMW 3-series with black leather seats. But this guy was good. He had asked one of his coworkers to pull up a car he thought I’d really like: a charcoal grey Chevy Cruze with black leather seats.

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Blasting Blowhards of the Book

November 22, 2010
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Creative writing is often considered an elitist pursuit, mostly because the people who practice creative writing try to keep it that way. Hiding behind the excuse that “no one cares about creative writing except the people who practice it”, the creative writing clique keeps to itself.

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What You Read Can’t Hurt You

November 17, 2010
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Discussing serious fiction – with its complicated characters, heavy themes, and often intricate storylines – is sure to inspire questions like: Is this character believable? Is the character fully developed? Are the relationships between the characters fully realized?

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Kiss the Ground Beneath Your Feet

November 8, 2010
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Five years ago, could I have imagined myself living in Jersey City? I could be anywhere right now, but I’m right here, and the decisions that I’ve made up to this point have brought me here. I’m here because I’m happy here. But am I always happy here? No. Sometimes, I get really frustrated with the “American Way”.

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Gawking in the Grocery Line

October 11, 2010
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I know I’m not supposed to “notice” people who look “different”: the disfigured, the oddly dressed, people with exaggerated or even strikingly beautiful features. But I do notice them because I have eyes. You notice them too. We don’t stare, because staring is impolite, no matter how fascinated we are. However, fascination is innocent.

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