Diedre Denouement

Diedre Denouement
Location
Cary, Illinois, USA
Title
Writer
Bio
I'm a writer of fiction, nonfiction, and corporate communications. Also a graphic designer, artist, and photographer. Obviously I'm a Leo.

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It has been brought to my attention that several of you out there have violated the terms of our implicit social networking contracts, so I'm spelling out the top 10 "need to know" rules:

  1. I never discuss politics or religion, even with myself.
  2. I'm only interested in my own opinions, or occ
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DECEMBER 4, 2008 3:22PM

Christmas 2008

A Chicago Cubs Fan's Five Stages of Grief*

 

Gosh, what a great year. After an entire century the Chicago Cubs are the best team in baseball sweeping the playoffs and the World Series. We're #1! We're #1! Oh wait a minute, what? They did what? Lost in the first playoff round?

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DECEMBER 4, 2008 3:13PM

It's a Toss Up

It could be the garbage company where the bathroom was at the front of the room and there was no ventilation system. Or it could be the small machine shop where the owner stoked up on cocaine, then took downers to sleep. I had to wake him up to sign the… Read full post »

NOVEMBER 4, 2008 10:44AM

A New Day for Me

"Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister's eyes, into
Your brother's face, your country
And say simply
Very simply
With hope
Good morning."

Today we are indeed "on the pulse of morning" as Maya Angelou foretold during President Clinton's inaugura… Read full post »

MAY 23, 2008 10:53AM

A Cub Fan's Conversation with God

Arggh! I’ve got an anvil on my back.

I appear as a suggestion of myself, whole, yet transparent as I approach the gates of Heaven. Standing in line, we move, but we don’t walk. A being wearing a babushka takes my arm and leads me to a shorter line next… Read full post »
Hygiene on the PlainsBy Diedre Denouement  Rhonda lay panting under the wagon, waiting for Eduardo, pining for his touch. She slipped a breath mint into her mouth.  Fresh from his river shower, Eduardo knelt beside the wagon and asked fervently: "Do you have a breath mint for me… Read full post »