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Bye Bye, Bookstores?

About nine months ago, our local Borders bookstore was one of the first locations of the company to close during their attempt to restructure after filing for bankruptcy protection. Another business finally took over the building a few weeks ago, an enormous discount liquor store. The only remaining “big box” bookseller in the area, Barnes & Noble, is a bit more of a hike for us, but still not too…
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Our House is Haunted. For Serious.

Jaye and I spent our first three years together in a cramped little apartment in the congested, rundown city of Fall River, Massachusetts. Although accused ax murderess Lizzy Borden having lived less than a mile away back in 1892 had originally been an interesting topic for conversation, the less-than-perfect conditions of the city weighed increasingly on our annoyance level as time passed. Loud neighbors, constant traffic, and frequent police sirens…
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Jaye’s Twitter-Sized Movie Blurbs, or Why Reno Writes Our Book Blurbs and Not Jaye: The Halloween Edition

Welcome, baseball fans/scary movie buffs! Anyone who followed this past Boston Red Sox baseball season will understand the correlation. For those who don’t know/don’t care—it was ugly, brutal and bloody, but there’s always next year. We in the Northeast are nothing if not hopeful for the future. Blocking out any thoughts of baseball for the time being, here is my Top 13 Scariest Movies In The History Of Ever List,…
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“Stiletto Heels: Need I Say More?”

Call me Imelda Marcos, call me Marie Antoinette, but please don’t call me late for a shoe sale. I’m crazy about shoes in general—colorful sneakers, boots of all lengths and styles, sandals, moccasins, even flip-flops—but I’m totally obsessed with high heels, specifically stilettos. There, I said it. Before you start laughing, let’s take a trip in my top-secret time machine that will be provided by CERN at some point in…
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Jaye’s #2 Reason for Loving the Internet

Jaye’s #2 Reason for Loving the Internet

Acid-washed jeans strategically ripped at the knees. Perfectly distressed bomber jacket left open to reveal a plain white T-shirt. A diamond stud in my lone pierced ear (the right ear, naturally). My hair-metal mullet expertly coiffed and held in place with half a can of Aqua Net. Welcome to 1989. It doesn’t seem so long ago, but boy, how the world has changed since then. Aside from the notoriously bad…
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