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Unreasonably Fed Fears

As a young girl, I would skip and walk comfortably through public places, smiling at everyone I passed and allowing myself to get distracted by what was happening around me.

As a woman in my mid-twenties, I walk purposefully and stare straight at ahead, headphones on so that I have no reason to react to strange men who believe I need to know what they want to do to me.

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As a teenager, I was comfortable asking the nearest, non-busy person for directions.

As a woman traveling on her own, I seek out slightly older, motherly-looking women if I am lost.

One of the only things I have not learned to fear as a grown woman is using a public restroom.
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Teaser Tuesday (April 26)

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My Teaser:
It’s brighter there, and a certain amount of vapid dancing goes on, though the region sounds better than it is – the fields of asphodel has a poetic lilt to it. But just consider – asphodel, asphodel, asphodel – pretty enough white flowers, but a person gets tired of them after a while.

-page 15 of The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB at Books and a Beat.

To play along:
* Grab your current read
* Open to a random page
* Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
* BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
* Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

Please comment with a link to your teasers, or if you don’t have a blog, just type your TT into a comment. I’d love to read them! Thanks.

This Teaser Tuesday post is part of my week-long Alliteration Agenda. Stay tuned for more posts this week!

Make Sure Your Voice Is Heard

Sunday, April 10th, 2016:
It’s the final day of the Democracy Spring march that began in Philadelphia 9 days ago. We’re going to be arriving in D.C. later that afternoon. At our morning rendezvous, one of my fellow marchers hands me his car keys.

“I want to march today, can you drive support?”

“I’d love to! Which car?”

“The Denali over there.” I glance to where he’s pointing, then do a double take and look at him like he’s crazy.

“That big truck?! I’ve never driven anything larger than a small SUV.”

“You’ll be fine. I trust you.” He pats me on the back and walks off, leaving me nervously holding the key to someone else’s very nice truck.

Okay, Tara. You can do this. You’ll be able to take it nice and slow since you’re driving along with the marchers.

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I hoist myself up into the truck, see an auxiliary cable, and instantly pull out my iPod. I put it on a dance playlist, adjust the seat and mirrors, buckle up, roll down the windows, and put the truck in drive. I very slowly pull out of the parking lot, panicking slightly when I bump a curve, but then I’m on the road. Everything is intact, and this gigantic truck is actually easy for me to maneuver. Who knew?

Prince’s 1999 starts playing, and I turn it up as I drive past the marchers, waving and cheering them on.
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This Bread is B A N A N A S

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Today is a day of celebration for two reasons.

First, with this post, I have successfully gotten through an entire week of my Alliteration Agenda for the first time in months.

The second reason is that it is also the day that I am gifting you with my amazing banana bread recipe.

You’re welcome.
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Nerd Of All Trades

It’s Thursday, and that means it’s time for a throwback! On this final Thursday of being a 24 year old, I want to appreciate my nerdiness, and how it started.

My parents often had Star Trek reruns on the television, and nights watching the original Star Wars movies were an extremely regular occurrence in our house. My sister and I were raised on the classic animated Disney VHS tapes. When Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone was published in the USA, my mom read the book to us (with different voices for all the characters) and thus started my lifelong obsession with J.K. Rowling’s wizarding world.

My personal nerdiness began to truly shine through when my sister and I decided we no longer wanted to be the same thing for Halloween anymore. For years, my mom had made us adorable matching Halloween costumes, but Marissa and I wanted to start differentiating ourselves with more than just the fact that we were sisters who looked nothing alike.

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Halloween 1993

Note the pumpkin with Simba painted on.

Note the pumpkin painted with Simba’s face.


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