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  • My Writing Place

    My Writing Place

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    Annette Ford
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    I am lying curled up on a beach near the water. The sand is wet and cold. With the tide approaching, the water will soon reach me. As the waves splash over me and recede, I know they will return to douse me and perhaps drown me, but I don’t move. I don’t have the…

  • A Call to Write

    A Call to Write

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    by

    Annette Ford
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    I am running down a beach, not jogging peacefully but sprinting with my feet pounding on the hard sand. I’m trying to run off my frustrations, my inadequacies, my worries. But they don’t fall away. They stay with me like a cloud of mosquitos. Exhausted from flat-out running, I collapse to the gritty sand. I…