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Category Archives: Jessie’s Posts
A Day in Old Orchard Beach
Jessie: Looking longingly at the beach-goers trundling past my porch As a part of our series on places in Maine I was thrilled to put up my hand for Old Orchard Beach. I started spending summers here six years ago … Continue reading
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Tagged amusement park, beach, Jessica Estevao, lisa's pizza, Maine, old orchard beach, palace play land, pier fries
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Giveaway- Whispers Beyond the Veil
Jessie: Delighted to be breathing the salty air on the coast of Maine. Several years ago my family started spending summers in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. Almost immediately, I thought of an idea for The Change of Fortune mysteries series set … Continue reading
Price Drop
Jessie: In New Hampshire, eagerly awaiting school to let out allowing her return to the coast of Maine. As a thrifty New Englander I keep a weather eye on prices at the grocer. I have a bunch of kids and … Continue reading
Posted in Jessie's Posts, Uncategorized
Tagged Eggs, grocer, Jessica Estevao, jessie crockett, Pineapple Flan, thrift
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What’s in a Name?
Jessie: Thinking thoughts of spring and keeping an eye out for robins, crocuses and skunks Do you have a dream job? I don’t necesarily mean something glamorous or that even would pay the bills, but rather the sort of thing … Continue reading
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Tagged Jessica Estevao, jessie crockett, names, pen names, social security
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Waiting for the Punchline
Jessie: In northern New England, wondering if it is too early, or just plain wrong to gloat about missing out on the snow covering the mid-Atlantic. I’ve been thinking about weather a lot lately. Winter has been slow in coming to … Continue reading
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Tagged jessie crockett, Maine, New England, snow, Weather, winter
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Fitting In
Jessie: In Northern New England where the lawn is still disconcertingly green. I love the holidays. I love the nostalgia, the traditions, the fun of secrets and surprises. But what I love most is the end of it all. It’s … Continue reading
A Secret Past
Jessie: In Northern New England, thinking about the past. Sometimes you think you know someone and it turns out that really you don’t. I’m not talking about politicians or dear friends or even a spouse with a secret. I mean … Continue reading
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Tagged Finland, jessie crockett, Old Orchard, secrets, stereographs
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Negotiating
Jessie: In a tiny village surrounded by leaf piles If you get a bunch of writers together and wait for the conversation to scratch down to the things that matter it becomes clear that we all have something in common: a challenging … Continue reading
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Tagged creativity, doubt, jessie crockett, Shelley Carson PhD, the inner critic, writing, Your Creative Brain
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No Regrets
Jessie: In neighboring New Hampshire searching for wool socks. Two mornings ago my son had to scrape frost off his car before driving to school. Last Friday a friend brought me a ripe pumpkin she grew in her back field. … Continue reading