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Some Corona Tunes

So a lot has changed since I last posted something here. We all had contact with several people who tested positive for the virus at a family dinner around ten days ago (knew we were taking a risk and had been good about the social distancing, but my husband’s step sister was in town and we thought, Oh come on, what are the chances that a handful of family members will be among the infected when the numbers aren’t all that high in Berlin? We had to learn the hard way on that one…) Anyway, when we got the news…

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Ma-ma-ma-myyy Corona!

So things are amping up around the coronavirus and its restrictions here in Berlin, as they are in so many places in the world. We aren’t quite up to having to carry forms whenever we go outside to prove we’re only on our way to the grocery store or pharmacy, but I’m fairly certain that’s the next step. This whole thing has been so surreal. For days I woke up in the morning, so sure that it was all just some weird dream, but no such luck. In case you’re wondering, no, I was not one of those people who…

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3 Things to Riff on

Nostalgia I’ve never really been a nostalgic person for two reasons. First, nostalgia always seemed like an illusion, like an airbrushed version of the past where all the celluloid and saggy skin and acne and freckles have been erased, with a pleasing glamour glow taking its place. Second, nostalgia always has a put down whiff to it, a let’s-diss-the-present-because-the-past-rocked-so-much-more kind of vibe. Still, these days nostalgia is definitely easy to do because I have two pre-teen daughters and yes, believe everything you read (if you haven’t experienced it yourself): preteen girls are quite the handful. Or at least sometimes they…

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Don’t Airbrush Me, Mother Fucker

So I tried to take a selfie after I got the upsetting news that I wasn’t accepted for a writing fellowship I really, really wanted. I didn’t get accepted last year either, but I got an encouraging message: they hated to turn me down, my work stood out, please apply next year, blah blah blah. A very nice message that made me really, really hope I’d get accepted this year. But now I got rejected again and was sent the same encouraging message, which means the whole thing was less personal than I thought when I got it last year.…

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Astrology, a Love Story

Berlin has a booming start-up scene and until recently I was working in it. Although occasionally the CEO, COO, CFO or other C-person may be someone 40+ who prefers the more “dynamic” (i.e. chaotic) atmosphere of a start-up, start-ups are mostly staffed with young people. Seriously. It’s almost like they have a sign above the door that says: Hark! All ye over 35 shalt not enter. I’m well over 35 and certainly do not have a “C” (or at least not a capital one) in my job title, and yet I managed to sneak in. Although I did occasionally get…

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Hire Me.

So, a well-paid, relatively stress free freelance gig of mine is about to end. I would say that I was fired only you don’t really “fire” freelancers. When my boss broke the news to me, he told me unfortunately our “collaboration” was ending. It ends up I didn’t have enough background knowledge to write about the topic at the company with any real authority. Granted, they should have known that from the beginning. If memory serves, I think I said something at the interview like, “This is not at all my field, and I have no prior industry knowledge whatsoever.…

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2 x 3 For 2019 (And One Surprise)

Three best books I’ve been a big reader for as long as I can remember, but occasionally I find writers who mean something more to me personally than, ‘Gee, that was a pretty good book.’ Usually these writers have one or more of the following characteristics: In other words, writers whose work I admire who are also somewhat like me. Since I’m straight, this writer crush stuff can get a little complicated if the writer in question happens to be a man. If I ever met said writer in person and gushed out all my enthusiasm, what if he ended…

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20 Artists for 2020

Dear Phantom Reader, This is one of two New Year’s pieces I plan to post here, although I have to wait for something to arrive to write the second post. Oh the suspense, what could it be?? You’ll just have to wait a few days to find out, or longer if I don’t feel like posting which could also be the case. I’m a loyal sweetheart for the most part, if I do say so myself, but when it comes to this blog I am a bit of a fickle bitch. But D.P.R., never fear! Here’s some great music to…

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That Lady’s Got Voice

Much to my chagrin, I don’t seem to have much time for singing these days. I’ve started a new copywriting job–only part-time, but the content is challenging–and am working on a big EFL curriculum on the side (yes, these are both of my “day” jobs). Any time I have left over is split between family and finishing the rough draft of my novel, although I’ve been discouraged on that front recently. Too many rejections these days (lit mags and grants), some of which I had high hopes for, but no dice. If it’s so hard to publish in magazines, what…

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Digital Detritus Rediscovered

How much digital detritus is out there anyway? Blogs long since abandoned, dead websites afloat in whatever the Internet really is, Facebook pages last active in 2014, their only sign of life the Happy birthday!! posts that inevitably drift in year after year. My personal digital detritus? A long abandoned Myspace page I started in 2007, the dawn of social media, at least for me (a good thing or a bad thing? I’m not really sure…), my now-empty vintage clothing shop, my blog Schaufensterbabe, a few failed Etsy jewellery shops, Augenblickphoto, my Etsy shop for photographs and jewellery that I…

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