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Kelly Phillips, Freelance Writer
Kansas City, MO
I'd love to write for you.
Interests: Books, dogs, home improvement projects, old houses, walks in the neighborhood, old-time or unusual musical instruments
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I started an art class the other day. I’ve never taken an art class before. Not a real one. The only art classes I’ve ever had were those in high school where they teach you a little bit about a lot of things, and never very much about any one... Continue reading
Posted Jul 24, 2017 at Kelly Phillips, Freelance Writer
There's an epidemic in our country. Have you noticed? Everywhere you go these days, you see them. People stumbling around, heads down, bumping into others, walking into signs and falling into fountains. Not paying attention to anyone or anything around them. Eyes glazed. Completely tuned out. I call them Walking... Continue reading
Posted Jul 11, 2017 at Kelly Phillips, Freelance Writer
A couple weeks ago, we were driving through the woods of Wisconsin, trying to find the cabin we’d rented for a few days’ vacation. It was a VRBO and we had rough directions from the owner of the cabin, as well as a hand-drawn map and an address. We’d plugged... Continue reading
Posted Jul 1, 2017 at Kelly Phillips, Freelance Writer
I hadn’t been fishing in ages, so when my boyfriend suggested that we go down to the dock after supper one evening and try our hand at it, I agreed. The little dock that went with the cabin we were renting in the woods of Wisconsin was pretty enticing. I... Continue reading
Posted Jun 19, 2017 at Kelly Phillips, Freelance Writer
"Mommy, can dogs run for president?" "Why do you ask, Sasha? Have you been watching the news again? I told you to leave the TV off today. You know the negative stories in the news always give you bad dreams." "I know, Mommy, but I couldn't help it. I was... Continue reading
Posted Nov 6, 2012 at Blog Doggy
"Hi, Mommy! Whatcha doin'?" "I'm trying to see if this old typewriter I bought the other day will still type, Sasha." "Wow. That looks ancient, Mommy. Where'd you get it?" "At an antique store down in Pittsburg. Remember when I went down to visit Sydney a few weeks ago? I... Continue reading
Posted Oct 24, 2012 at Blog Doggy
The other day, the doorbell rang. Mommy opened the door, and there stood a pretty lady holding a leash with a small dog attached to it. Mommy acted like she knew the woman and had been expecting her, so I didn't think much of it. I had no idea that... Continue reading
Posted Apr 10, 2012 at Blog Doggy
"MOM! Come quick! Daddy has a scary machine and I think it's going to eat me! HURRY!" "Sasha, what's all the fuss up here? What are you talking about? Nothing's going to eat you." Mommy ran up the back stairs to see what the commotion was about. "But Mommy, LOOK!... Continue reading
Posted Mar 17, 2012 at Blog Doggy
"Hey, Sasha! You know what I heard on All Things Considered on NPR the other day?" "No, what did you hear, Mommy?" "I heard a story about a dog named Malachy who won the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show, and then got to have a really nice dinner at a... Continue reading
Posted Feb 22, 2012 at Blog Doggy
“Hi, Mommy! Watcha doin’?” “I’m reading, Sasha. What are you doing?” “Oh, just coming to see what you’re up to. You’ve been pretty quiet lately.” “That’s because I’m reading, Sasha. It’s a quiet activity. See? Here’s my book, right here in my lap.” “Oh. What book are you reading?” “It’s... Continue reading
Posted Feb 15, 2012 at Blog Doggy
"Sasha, are you catching all this?" Mommy asked. I was napping on the leather couch in our newly remodeled library. "He's talking about you." I raised my head and looked at Mommy sleepily. "Who's talking about me, Mommy?" "The guy Daddy's talking with on his computer. They're talking about you.... Continue reading
Posted Jan 14, 2012 at Blog Doggy
"Mommy, can we work on my blog tonight?" "I don't know, Sasha. I have to start a load of laundry and pack for a business trip. I don't think I have time to help you tonight." "But, Mommy, you never have time to help me any more. Ever since you... Continue reading
Posted Nov 2, 2011 at Blog Doggy
"Andi! Sasha! I'm home! How are my girls?" I rushed excitedly to the back door as Sydney came into the kitchen with her arms loaded with stuff. "Sydney! You're home!" I cried as I pounced on her and jumped up on her bare legs. "I missed you so much! Are... Continue reading
Posted Aug 7, 2011 at Blog Doggy
"Okay, Sasha, is your bag packed? Do you have all your stuff in the car?" Mommy came downstairs with a suitcase and a backpack. "I'm going out to the car to put this stuff in. Make sure you have everything." "Mommy, where are we going this time?" I asked as... Continue reading
Posted Jul 20, 2011 at Blog Doggy
"Hey, Sasha! Come here!" I heard Daddy holler at me from the other room, but I was busy. "Sasha! Come here! I have something to show you." "Hang on, Daddy. My tennis ball rolled under the radiator and I'm trying to get it out." "You can do that later. Come... Continue reading
Posted Jul 10, 2011 at Blog Doggy
Last Friday I caught Daddy as he came in the door. "Daddy! I just realized that Sunday is Father's Day. I don't have a present for you yet! Can you get Mommy to take me shopping this weekend, please?" "Don't worry about that, Sasha. I don't need a present. You... Continue reading
Posted Jun 21, 2011 at Blog Doggy
This morning I woke Mommy up as usual, a good 15 minutes before the alarm went off. I like to wake her up early to make sure she hears it and doesn't oversleep. I don't think she appreciates my efforts. "C'mon, Mommy, it's time to get up! It's another beautiful... Continue reading
Posted Jun 14, 2011 at Blog Doggy
The other evening I walked into Mommy and Daddy's bedroom and was startled to see my friend Sydney with clothes, shoes, and other miscellaneous stuff scattered all over the bed. A suitcase lay on the bed, its mouth wide open and looking hungry. "Sydney, what are you doing?" "I'm packing... Continue reading
Posted May 22, 2011 at Blog Doggy
The other day, instead of going off to work as he usually does, Daddy walked me out to the car. He also brought my leash and some frisbees. I knew right then that this was going to be an especially good day. "Daddy, where are we going? Why aren't you... Continue reading
Posted May 15, 2011 at Blog Doggy
Friday night as I was getting ready for bed, Daddy dropped this one on me. "Hey, Sasha! What do you think about competing in the Kansas City Disc Dogs Spring Shootout competition tomorrow?" "Tomorrow? Daddy, that's kind of short notice. We haven't practiced enough. I'm not sure I'm ready to... Continue reading
Posted Apr 26, 2011 at Blog Doggy
"Hi, Daddy. Watcha doin'?" "Hi, Sasha. I'm hanging this picture on the wall." Daddy stood back so I could see it. "What do you think?" "Daddy! It's that dog that lives in your closet! I'd know it anywhere." "No, silly. That's you. Here, look." He held me up for a... Continue reading
Posted Apr 17, 2011 at Blog Doggy
I was busy minding my own business the other day when I suddenly heard a terrible commotion on the back stairs. Mommy and Sydney emerged at the bottom of the staircase with suitcases, backpacks, and pillows. A stuffed zebra named Zeke was trailing along behind them with his own little... Continue reading
Posted Apr 3, 2011 at Blog Doggy
Yesterday morning, Mommy got up like she always does, but instead of lounging around in her pjs for half the day (as she's been known to do), she hopped in the shower, got cleaned up and put on nice clothes. She came down for breakfast. "Hi, Mommy." "Hi, Sasha. Did... Continue reading
Posted Mar 8, 2011 at Blog Doggy
Last night I waited excitedly for Daddy to come home. He's my favorite person and his coming home at night is my favorite time of the day. I waited and waited and waited, but he never showed up. Not another business trip again, I thought to myself. "Mommy, when is... Continue reading
Posted Feb 26, 2011 at Blog Doggy
This morning after breakfast, Andi and I were met with this disheartening news. "Okay, you girls stay here. Daddy and I will be back in just a little while." They were pulling on coats and hats and heading for the door. "But, Mommy, where are you going? You don't usually... Continue reading
Posted Feb 22, 2011 at Blog Doggy