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Theresa Largusa
McKinney, Texas
Word wrangler. Thinker of big ideas. Story explorer.
Interests: music, good friends, coffee, conversation, bad jokes, jolly husband, naughty schnauzers, playing with sentences = my favorite things.
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Yea, for the unreasonable season be upon us, and emotions are squishy and raw. Deal with the feels if you must. But for the sake of propriety (sobriety, piety) please don't go losing your everloving mind during this Neptunian grope fest. Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Ditch the rose-tinted spectacles because clearly, as a society, we are failing one another. We can do better, yeah? Doesn't seem we want to, friend. Therefore, goals for 2018: 1.) Stay in my lane. 2.) Harm no one. 3.) Count myself lucky to have Brown Earth Dog as my co-pilot. Continue reading
Posted 7 days ago at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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course-correct this mess picard & riker jumped ship courage & trust, son Continue reading
Posted Feb 15, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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People are here because they don't have to be here very often. But isn't showing up Step #1 in: How To Build An Effective Team? Why are you here? Is it because the two of us have very different ideas on how to define "Fun!?" Would we even know what... Continue reading
Posted Feb 14, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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In your solitude, create art. Virginia would want you to. There is no such thing as loneliness. Rub away the charcoal line until the jawbone is softened. With eraser, swipe at age spots that give up the great lie. Smooth as a baby's argument; clear as the conscience of a... Continue reading
Posted Feb 11, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Dudes are getting in trouble for being dudes. The rest of us are scrambling to fill the positions from which said dudes (Tastemakers!) get ousted. What will the world look like when power is shifted? We are still humans, after all. Can I raise my hemline and my vibration at... Continue reading
Posted Feb 9, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Pitchforks grasped within sweaty fists. Fair and balanced they are not, but the Tastemakers set the pace and throw shit like nobody's business. Drop and roll and duck and cover. Misery is today's Blue Plate Special. Hatred is an acquired taste. Acceptance, evidently, requires a blood test. Have willpower, Patience!... Continue reading
Posted Feb 3, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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A number on the bathroom scale does not determine health or warm fuzzy nudges of "I am the best lookin' bitch on the block!" Rather, how many times I can walk around the block before I get winded is my measurement of cardiovascular wellness. This bipedal mode of locomotion is... Continue reading
Posted Feb 2, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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To My Tin Ear Troubadour, O.k. then, pitch your tent. While you're at it, be sure to sew up the rents in the fabric of your argument. That's the best way to lure the lucky into your lair. 1.) Who are these lucky allowed entrance? 2.) What do they become... Continue reading
Posted Feb 1, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Previously... Varla Darney is drawn to her reflection. Arms reach out from the quicksilver to bring her home. A skull makes a great bludgeon. Dr. Makeda makes a great martini. PSYCHOLOGY FOR FUN & PROFIT! The diagnosis on this one is clear: Iatrophobia *but one can always come to a... Continue reading
Posted Jan 31, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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The light is diffused where you sit; off days spent pondering a smoky room. Why aren't you running out of the building, screaming FIRE! FIRE!? If it weren't for the Dead End advice Leoni gave me, I'd have believed all this time you were the Zeitgeist Master. What a disaster... Continue reading
Posted Jan 31, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Got cake and balloons two days before my birthday. Two people in my sphere were actually born on the 24th. One forgot it was his moment to be recognized and declined his slice of eternity. The other was a lady engaged in official business of the head-counting sort at Waistland... Continue reading
Posted Jan 25, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Misty sees you wandering the halls. It is not easy for you as flesh is pressed in uncomely ways. Always rubbed the wrong way; trousers are a bitch with which you must compromise. Your body longs to wrap itself in a tupenu. But you are seen through the lens of... Continue reading
Posted Jan 18, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Kindness Is Sometimes Shady Memories are Yielding Greatness is secondary to Earnestness Never let action become thoughts Xylose and roses Another year pierces the heart Solidifying the need for Solitude Continue reading
Posted Jan 13, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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I wear above-the-knee skirts for those who can't. Stay in my lane? Ha! We don't need no stinkin' lanes. But every so often a cattle chute is useful. Hey, baby. Your authenticity is showing. Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Shoved to the back of the shelf with a hole in my belly. My appearance invites conversations about identity and isms, so I suppose I can't complain about my station in life. I came into the world like this, but it's your perception that defines me. Some see a foe,... Continue reading
Posted Jan 6, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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The best way to burn the candle at both ends is to go to bed early. A colleague is mad at the world because he was observed sleeping at his desk by a visiting-from-out-of-town C-Level Executive. C-Level Executive decided she had room in her day planner to schedule a "Must... Continue reading
Posted Jan 3, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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2017 seemed like a good idea. Resolutions you won't find me mucking about with, but here are a few thoughts as we try another year on for size: * Be kind to your favorite unreliable narrator. * Keep the O's. Toss the X's. * All the iterations of Porkins go... Continue reading
Posted Jan 1, 2018 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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What have you turned to gold in your workshop this year? Did you write a happy ending? Did you build a solid beginning? Did you set out with Right Intention when you created your Invention? If none of the above ring true, you're invited to kick around a resolution or... Continue reading
Posted Dec 22, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Olympia The Owl wishes one and all a splendid Winter Solstice. Olympia also wants to share she's mad as hell over some scuzzy creature having reached its filthy paws into her letterbox and stealing the seasonal greetings her Aunties sent to her from far beyond the Purple Mountains. She hopes... Continue reading
Posted Dec 21, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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I've tossed all my maps on the Yule bonfire, so you're my guide now. What will the world look like when we make up new coordinates? Ah, the fallacy of maps! They seem to ask: What has power over you? Maps suggest the uncomfortable, too: Greenland is Bigger because White... Continue reading
Posted Dec 19, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Previously... Should our Lady of Handicrafts really be driving the backwater byways? The interstate fast lane? Darla's sense of direction has always been off, and depth perception is a sketchy proposition for a gal with nyctalopia. At least we know the pick-up's parked for now somewhere between home and Morton... Continue reading
Posted Dec 9, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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What important work have you touched today? Pushed it to the back of your muchly packed brain, did you? Adventure. Faith. Patience. Resilience. Surrender. This is how 2017 ends and 2018 begins. We have this moment. Then we have rapid thoughts and nonsensical synopses of what transpired in this moment.... Continue reading
Posted Dec 1, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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Previously... Darla is the runner in this relationship as she holds grudges against those who flow in the opposite direction as hers (Darla's way resembles mud puddles rather than point breaks.) What an irksome thing, that disconnect between the noggin and the ticker. The board and the body. The desire... Continue reading
Posted Nov 25, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
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With a full belly and a glad heart, keep peeling away at the shellac. You know it's all for show and the real work is hidden beneath mounds of scraps. Tap into the energy of the silver sliver in the sky. Thanks to your dietary restrictions and ponderous tire kicking,... Continue reading
Posted Nov 24, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles