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About charliegreenberry

I grew up in the wilds of New Mexico in a strange combination of free and restricted. Now, as I stumble unwillingly into adulthood, I find memories resurfacing. So I dust them off, sand them, slap on a coat of paint and display them with the hopes that at some point they'll make sense and pull the room together. The blog is a space for writing, for sharing, someday sharing without worrying about who is reading it, and a place to practice. Virginia Woolf said, "A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction." Well, here's to having a room at least.

Review: Tell the Wolves I’m Home

Tell the Wolves I’m Home, by Carol Rifka Brunt, is the sort of YA novel that keeps the genre worth reading. I’m consistently impressed by the way YA deals with grown-up issues with all the faith and fight of a … Continue reading

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The Fault in Our Stars is That they Keep Crying

I actually accidentally met John Green before I read anything by him and way before I knew what a nerdfighter was. I got to go to NCTE in Chicago a few years back, a giant convention of English teachers, getting … Continue reading

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Oh my Gosh! I Haven’t Seen Me in Forever! Where Have I Been?

Hello blog! I’m surprised I remembered the password to see what was going on. I was about to hit delete on the whole shebang when I decided to look at the stats on who was reading the thing. And that’s … Continue reading

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Nothing to Say

What do you do when you have nothing to say? Well, I for one just stop blogging for a bit. I have opinions of course, and plenty of status updates, but I’ve had nothing to say because I’ve been living … Continue reading

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In God’s Attic Apartment, A Poem

Hey guys, all six of you who regularly read this blog and say just enough nice things to make me write another, this is for you. Underneath this unnecessarily boring introduction is a poem I wrote and thought I’d share. Now, I … Continue reading

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Sometimes, I Worry About Marmalade

Sometimes, I Worry About Marmalade.

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The Zombie Teacher

The following is a bit of flash fiction I’ve had in a notebook for a while. Since yesterday was Teacher Appreciation Day and because I just gave my last final of the semester, I’m sharing it. I hate to explain … Continue reading

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