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  • 'Bass Ackwards and Belly Up' and 'Footfree and Fancyloose' tell the story of four best friends who commit the ultimate suburban sin: putting off college to pursue their dreams.

    Publisher's Weekly said: "Full of romance and adventure, laughter and tears, the story is a reminder that veering from the straight and narrow road doesn't always lead to a dead end."

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    02/09/2010

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    Yes, I have. And I find that though, like popular culture, life intervenes and interrupts, the friendships endure. Something about having shared those years with my friends has made them intense and lifelong. There are only a handful, but whenever we are together we are instantly back in the place where we are intimate and comfortable and relaxed. And no matter how out of touch we fall, I know they will be there if I need something. And though they may not be as in sync with my daily life as some of my more recent friends, they have the history and that is worth a lot.
    I'm smiling remembering these special friends now! Thank you!

    Hm. Interesting. I feel the opposite about college. I feel nostalgic for it because I was SO myself there. I was the person I want to be -- honest, fun, working hard. It's fun to see college friends to remind ourselves how far we've come, and to see how everyone's grown -- what they've done with themselves -- but it also reminds me of the potential I had then. But I just felt so comfortable in that place, in a place cut off from the real world, where I could really be me.

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    What is Starfish Envy??


    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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