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I Told My Dad I Could Never Love His Novel Like He Did (I Was Wrong)
I get it, Dad. Itās your baby, I said. Heād just finished the most current of several iterations of his novel and now he was trying to persuade me to edit it.
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How a FB Memory Re-Converted Me (to Social Media)
No wonder my mom was worried. Looking at myself from five years agoārail-thin, smiling fiercely in my birthday purchasesāthe story starts coming together in my mind. I think Iām ready to tell it.