Christine Rose

Tag: Memoir

  • A Life of Beauty,

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    A Life of Beauty is the tentative title of my current WIP. You will now see a little counter in my side bar underneath my short bio. Here you can follow along with my progress on my latest book. It is part memoir, part travel log, and part a journey of recovery. It will have a…

  • I Love My Life!

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    There have been very few times in my 46 years I’ve been able to say this: I love my life. I mean, I really, really love my life! I’ve never been happier than I’ve been since I came to the UK/EU seven months ago. Although there have been some rough times and some setbacks, they…

  • F*CK FEELINGS

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    F*CK FEELINGS, by Michael Bennet & Sarah Bennet, might’ve been the best purchase I’ve made all year. The book’s premise falls somewhere between Nihilism and Buddhism, which is exactly where I fall, so it speaks to me. It’s about “managing expectations, accepting limitations, and wrangling Assholes,” and it’s done in a very frank and often hilarious way…

  • A Jocund Company

    A Jocund Company

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      Today I realized a dream that started in a British Literature course over 25 years ago. While I was waited for the professor to get to class, I paged through my Norton Anthology of English Literature for something I could digest in just a few minutes. Most of the verse was either epic length…

  • My Dangerous Heart

    My Dangerous Heart

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    Beware! Oh, beware! My dangerous heart Its treachery knows no boundary Forever alone Forever apart It killed the love that had found me. True interest remains As long as you stay Far, far and away from it For when you get close It swallows you whole Trapped in its cavernous pit. Impressive and smart Romantic…

  • Lessons in Letting Go

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    Upon waking this morning, I slid my hand across my stomach. While I had slept, my PJs had shifted to expose some bare skin. An image came to mind. A lover’s gentle caress across my body while pulling me closer. A few tears soon followed as I realized: I hadn’t been touched tenderly by a lover in…

  • The Moment You Smiled

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    The moment you smiled The moment you laughed The moment your sparkling eyes fixed on me The moment you spoke The moment you sighed That was the moment my soul was set free The curve of your neck The shape of your lips The way that you tilt your head when you speak The tone of…

  • A Meaningful Valentine’s Day

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    Today was a good day. A little sad, perhaps, but good. Of course it’s Valentine’s Day, which is difficult for most single or heartbroken people, but it’s also two other things for me: It’s Buster’s birthday, and I miss him so much. It’s the day my husband proposed 17 years ago in 1999. After the great…

  • Stepping Out of Hell

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    Yesterday was an important day. February 12th. That date has haunted me for the past four years. I’d see it everywhere, and I’d remember. Even if I hadn’t thought of it for quite some time, I’d remember when I’d look at my watch at 2:12. When my coworker from extension 212 would forward a call,…

  • Do You Believe in Ghosts?

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    If I had any doubt before going on this City of Edinburgh Underground Vault tour, I don’t anymore. This was the first paranormal experience of my life! We missed the last tour by 15 minutes, but the guy at the City of Edinburgh Tour stand on The Royal Mile said we could try to catch up. He walked…