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Kellie Wardman

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Kellie Wardman

I had my first poem published at the age of 10 in Children's Digest magazine. It was a silly little poem about junk food;but still, when I found the issue in my mailbox, I ran all the way up my driveway with it flapping in my sweaty hand. We all have to start somewhere. I received my BA in Honors English from the University of New Hampshire and an MFA in Creative Writing from Emerson College.I serve as adjunct faculty in creative writing at a local university. Check out my blog at http://www.kelliewardman.com.

Stories by Kellie Wardman

Imagine, you want to meet someone. You could hang out in a bar—but since you had kids, bars really aren’t your thing. You...
Nothing makes me erupt into giggles more than someone saying, “I’m going home to put on some slacks.” I’m not sure why...
I moved my father into his new dorm this week. He recently turned eighty, and is on a new adventure. It’s not exactly college. More like a...
“I can see you’re a word girl,” a friend said to me recently. I had noticed his login name, bodisatvs, and asked him if his secret...
When my mother passed away a few years ago, I was unprepared for the grief. Grief is a funny thing. Just when you think you’ve made progress...
At twelve, you’re on the blistering edge of the brilliant world of grown-ups. You feel restless, awkward, and irritable, to say nothing of...
I went to the hair salon this morning, to update my stylist on life to date and to eliminate the emerging skunk stripe from my hair. Only $92 and two...
Ever cringe when you find a wall-mounted electric hand dryer in a public restroom? I consider myself an environmentalist. I care about preserving...
When I was a kid, I had a wooden dresser with two round knobs on each drawer. It was the stereotypical bureau that many kids had in the 1970s. Every...
Where are you sitting in the world right now? Can you outline the winding path of your life that has led you to this moment? What events, decisions,...
My sister and I danced a routine in a gym show once to Henri Mancini’s “The Pink Panther,” wearing pink leotards and twirling...
I bought a colorful Brian Andreas print from a boutique shop the other day. It’s a crazy line drawing of a woman holding a clock. The...
Mini golf. What a great sport. My son and I played at two different courses over vacation recently. I realized in playing this amusing but somewhat...
My son and I have officially outgrown our loveseat. This is nothing less than a major domestic hurdle. It’s the only real...
The apple cart can be overturned almost anytime in this fabulous experience called life, and no matter how deeply spiritual or grounded we are, the...

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