“To The Creep Who Pushed Me” (“NY Times Metropolitan Diary”) – by Alison Grambs

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Thrilled and honored to have my piece “To The Creep Who Pushed Me“ included in this week’s “New York Times Metropolitan Diary.”  Here’s  the direct link to the NY Times section… or you can read the item below -but it’s in a waaaaaay less impressive font.) http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2014/10/07/to-the-creep-who-pushed-me/?module=BlogPost-Title&version=Blog+Main&contentCollection=Metropolitan+Diary&action=Click&pgtype=Blogs&region=Body “Dear Diary: To the Creep Who Pushed Me On […]

“Longing for a Leash”- by Alison Grambs

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For over 11 years, this little face was traveling with us on every road trip my husband and I took. If we camped in Canada, Bily was there. If we hiked in Montana, he was there. If we motorcycled through the Smoky Mountains, or the deserts of Nevada and Utah, he was there. If we went anywhere, […]

“The End of the Road”- by Alison Grambs

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Road Trip. Over. Spent 4 weeks driving across the country with my amazing husband… Put 8,000 miles on the car… 300 miles on a motorcycle… Slept in tents, log cabins & motels… Explored mountains, valleys, plains, canyons, reservations & ghost towns… Met so many cool people… Learned so much about our nation’s history… Observed wildlife […]

“Never Forget”- by Alison Grambs

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  September 11, 2001. Reports of a ‘small’ plane hitting the World Trade Center. Then another. No, these aren’t small planes; they’re big ones. It seems deliberate. Confusion on Lexington Avenue as I head to work. A man in a business suit shouts out that the Pentagon had just been hit. I stop at a […]

“Shark Weak”- by Alison Grambs

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It was a day like any other. The air was cool, the sun was shining. I’d taken this walk on our screened-in patio a thousand times before. The footing was familiar, and I knew every nook and cranny of the hammock I had purchased on Amazon.com using my Rewards Points. (I also got one of those Perfect […]

“Under the Dome?”- by Alison Grambs

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Yesterday morning, as is my tradition, I walked outside to begin my writing day on the patio. Freshly made latte in one hand, laptop in the other, I was feeling refreshed from a good night’s sleep and on target to finalize a writing project that has been consuming my mind for months. The sun was shining. The […]

“Road Twit”-artistic rendering by Alison Grambs

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“Gone Eyebrow” – by Alison Grambs

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I once had a weird dream. I was walking alone down a dimly lit, completely deserted Manhattan street. Except for the patter of a light rain falling at my feet, the usual cacophony of city noises was conspicuously absent from the atmosphere. Likewise, my stride, usually confident and aggressive, was uncharacteristically tentative in this dream. […]

“Custer’s 2nd to Last Stand”- by Alison Grambs

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Right this moment I am reading Stephen E. Ambrose’s book, “To America: Personal Reflections of an Historian” Just fourteen pages in, and this memoir is already irking me. Suppose I spontaneously decide to become ‘an historian’ and thereby, wish to personally reflect, in writing, upon America? While I certainly can spontaneously become ‘an historian’ and begin reflecting on […]

“Soooo, You’re Saying I Shouldn’t Lick Myself?”- by Alison Grambs

  A week ago today our dog passed away.  He died at home with us, for which I am thankful. However, his passing was sudden, and unexpected, and for that, I am eternally resentful. He was only eleven years old and still so very much a puppy in behavior and spirit. I am angry. I […]

“I WILL CRY”- by Alison Grambs

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This is the first Mother’s Day I will not be with my mother. She is up North, and I am down South. She is chilly right now where she is, and I am wiping the sweat from my brow where I am. As my husband and I went into town this afternoon to do some […]

“HOLY WEAK” -by Alison Grambs

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I didn’t go to church on Good Friday.    I meant to…   But I didn’t. We are in the process of moving right now, and well, I just couldn’t get away from the hell that is packing up our lives long enough to get to church. My misstep has been upsetting me terribly because […]