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A Snarky and Honest Mom Gives MORE Book Reviews

I am reading SO much these days because, if I don’t, I will kill someone. Seriously. With all of this social distancing with my family (read: they all try to get as close to me as possible and I long for the presence of, literally, anyone else), I need something that’s just for me. Reading […]

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TEDx Portsmouth 2020 Press Release

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE March 12, 2020 For information, contact: Anna Goldsmith, TEDxPortsmouth Organizer anna@thehiredpens.com, 617-359-8133 Save the Date: TEDxPortsmouth Comes Back to The Music Hall on Sept. 25th 2020 Organizers now actively looking for 2020 speakers and sponsors Portsmouth, NH — TEDxPortsmouth is back for its ninth year after a hugely successful sold-out show in […]

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Captain’s Log, USS Coronavirus: Day 15

We’ve been on this ship for, what seems like, years. I’ve been my crew’s hostage for, again, years. I don’t know the day or the date — I’m keeping track of my time in captivity by marking the wall. It’s bleak and depressing but I fear I’ll lose my mind if I don’t mark time […]

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Captain’s Log, USS Coronavirus: Day 10

Since I became their hostage, I assumed my captors (AKA my former crew) would isolate me in my chambers. In truth, I was looking forward to it. Instead, they are insisting I accompany them in whatever they do. There is a lot of togetherness. So much togetherness. A serious amount of togetherness. Not only do […]

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Captain’s Log, USS Coronavirus: Day 8

Well, the worst happened. Mutiny. I write this now as a prisoner from my own ship. This is first day of my captivity. My captors, AKA my former crew members, have taken me hostage. While the weekend showed promise of bonding and becoming a tight knit unit, today things all fell apart. Even though my […]

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