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Famous Last Words

October 8, 2017by SFine 3 Comments

Today I read the last words of a reporter who blogged his own death.  His name was Mark Mooney, and I don’t know what kind of  reporter he was in […]

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Bird's Eye View, love, not horror, reflections, The Daily Write

I’m not your tomboy or your tiny dancer either.

July 9, 2017by SFine Leave a comment

The first person to call me a tomboy was Cathy Lidisky. “Me and Sandy are tomboys, aren’t we?” she said, as if sure of my agreement. We were in sixth […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, feminism, growing up midwestern, not horror, reflections, the sporting life

They carried a man out feet first at the symphony last night.

May 19, 2017by SFine 5 Comments

don’t let stress ruin your life

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, not horror, but still uncomfortable, reflections, The Daily Write

The View From My Run: Election Edition

November 8, 2016by SFine 5 Comments

I brought my phone on my daily run so that I could start tracking my progress with the Strava app and also because I live in a beautiful place and […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, feminism, reflections, the sporting life

Gutting the Gut Decision

October 12, 2016by SFine Leave a comment

A short time ago, A VC named John Greathouse published an op ed piece in the WSJ — in the Leadership section, no less — urging women to get noticed by VCs with the […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, reflections

Running as Creative Force or, A Good Start to the Year

January 2, 2016by SFine Leave a comment

I’m not superstitious (much) but if the way the first day of 2016 has unfolded is predictive of the year I will have, then I will have a year where difficult […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, not horror, the sporting life

18 Things No One Suspected The Writer of Thinking, Much less Knowing

November 13, 2015by SFine 8 Comments

One of the two of us will be last. You can only flush so many times. There are some smells, like fates, you cannot escape. I can look away so […]

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