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Linda Hilton

Reader, Writer, Merciless Reviewer and Incurable Romantic


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The Summer Tree
Guy Gavriel Kay
Democracy in Chains: The Deep History of the Radical Right's Stealth Plan for America
Nancy MacLean
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The Secular Scripture: A Study of the Structure of Romance
Northrop Frye
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Carl Bernstein, Bob Woodward
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Women's Gothic and Romantic Fiction: A Reference Guide (American Popular Culture)
Kay Mussell
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The Looking-Glass Portrait
Linda Hilton
Really Neat Rocks: A casual introduction to the rocks & gems of Arizona and the lapidary arts
Linda Hilton
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Under the Banner of Heaven: A Story of Violent Faith
Jon Krakauer
The House of the Spirits
Isabel Allende

Stuff. And more stuff.

UPDATE AT THE END.  (It's hopeless.)



A friend and I were commiserating over all the little things that were falling apart in our lives -- selves not included -- and it seemed the list was mutual and never-ending.  The washer, the water softener, the R.O. filtration system, a leaky pipe here, a leaky pipe there, car tires and other vehicle issues, a toaster or an iron or a coffeemaker or some other small appliance that needs to be replaced.  And money doesn't grow on mesquite trees.


So this afternoon BF was trying to make a temporary fix to the R.O. system to last until we make a decision about replacing it, and he needed some pipe cleaners.  I thought I might have some stashed away somewhere, so I went looking.  And looking.  And looking.  No pipe cleaners turned up, but i discovered all kinds of forgotten STUFF that simply needs to go in the trash.


Of course, I didn't have time right then to sort through it.  But it's sitting there in the back of my head, and since BF is gone for the evening and I don't have to cook, this may be an evening for a sandwich and a bowl of pop corn while I sort through STUFF.


The drawers of my desk were full when we moved from Indiana to Arizona in 1985.  Though I have thrown away things to make room for . . . other things, those desk drawers have not actually had any spare space in them for 32 years.  That may change tonight.





I started with one desk drawer.  Some items in the drawer were easy choices for the trash can, and I immediately tossed them there.  I found a few other things to pitch, as well.  It wasn't a lot, but it was something.


So why was it that after I threw things away, there was LESS ROOM in the drawer than before I started?