Tag Archives: Abigail’s Christmas

Travel Then and Now—A Rant

Posted on February 15, 2012 by Blair McDowell

I love travel. That is, I love being in distant places. But I HATE getting to them. I remember my first transatlantic flight. In the airport we simply checked in at the counter and turned our luggage over to the … Continue reading →

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Show Don’t Tell

Posted on December 31, 2011 by Blair McDowell

Who among us has not seen those dreaded words in the margin of a manuscript? It sounds so easy. “Show, don’t tell. ” Those of us who are, shall we say, of more mature years, are programmed to tell. Our … Continue reading →

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Memories of Christmas Past

Posted on December 15, 2011 by Blair McDowell

Memories of Christmas Past My fantasy Christmas happened long ago. It will live in my memory forever as the most beautiful Christmas I’ve ever experienced. I was in Hungary, studying at the Franz Liszt Academy of Music for the year, … Continue reading →

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Christmas Away From Home

Posted on December 10, 2011 by Blair McDowell

There is no lonelier time of the year than Christmas for someone away from home and alone. It seems that the rest of the world is composed of couples or family groups. Restaurants are filled with party revelers, shoppers in … Continue reading →

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