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shameless self-promotion, 318 in a series

Stop me if you've heard this before, from the local almost-daily.

Also, two other things:

--- I'm pondering a taking on a project about writing a memoir but can't quite commit because I don't know what people want to know about writing a memoir. So, is there anything you'd like to know? No question is too silly.

--- Peter Sagal is taking up a collection for writer Jo Carson, who is a fabulous wordsmith. Need proof? Read this poem. You won't think about potato salad quite the same way afterwards.


I guess my thoughts on writing a memoir, myself, have largely centered around, "Why on Eartj would anyone want to read about *me*? I've done nothing interesting or noteworthy. Ever."

Keep fucking that chicken.

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