Elizabeth Duvivier

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Stories for my Sister

Two sisters. One hundred misunderstandings.

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It's May 1993. Two sisters, Bea and Mona, are about to spend ten days together under the worst possible circumstances. With seven years between them, as well as a lifetime of hurts and misunderstandings, is it too late for them to become friends?

When Bea comes in I tell her no more talk about books.
“What was the last movie you saw?” she asks.
“Sex, Lies, and Videotape.”
“Seriously? That was like, how many years ago?”
“You saw it?”
“Yeah, sure,” says Bea. “But I liked that actress better in Groundhog Day.”
“God. No.” My throat clogs and she has to get me some water.
“You didn’t like it?”
“Hated it. How could you possibly like that?”
“Wait,” says Bea. “That only just came out. So Sex, Lies, and Videotape wasn’t the last movie you saw.”
“The last one I liked.”
“What did you like about it?”
“It was different. It was about love.”
“What movie did you see? It wasn’t about love. It was about two sisters.”
“No--”
“Yes.”

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the author with her dog, Daisy, in 2013
the author with her dog, Daisy, in 2013

About the Author

Elizabeth is someone who has been known to walk out into the garden and forget she has left oatmeal cooking on the stove (read: oatmeal scorcher). She loves wild pagan dinner parties, the smell of freshly grated ginger, and wandering into the mystic.

She is a big believer in the importance of small things

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SOME NEWS TO SHARE! Today, I have launched an onl SOME NEWS TO SHARE!

Today, I have launched an online SQUAMLOVE Community open to ALL. You can read all about it-- on the Squam blog and watch a video of me explaining how it came into being. Or, you can head straight there to check it out for yourself (link in @squamlove profile).

There is a gorgeous giveaway: the names of the first 100 people to join will be entered into a drawing. THREE names will be drawn and each of those lucky recipients will receive a SQUAMLOVE BUNDLE that includes a copy of GATHER by @octaviaraheem , a copy of LEGACY by Nikki Grimes, and some vintage Squam goodies (@gleenastudios SQUAM tumbler, Susy Pilgrim Waters @pilgrimwaters designed SQUAM tote bag, a SQUAM work apron and a copy of the SQUAM JOURNAL) We will ship this bundle of love to you wherever you are in the world.

Whew. So that's what's new in my world today. Thanks for your love and support. It means so much to me. bisous, e
Thank you. It's an odd thing to be receiving so Thank you. 

It's an odd thing to be receiving so much love in the form of cards and flowers, homemade soup and candles, notes, texts, letters, and calls-- LOVE, LOVE, LOVE in all its forms-- and want to let each person know that EVERY comment, EVERY touch on the shoulder (virtual, of course) mattered. Mattered deeply. Odd because the energy and effort to express my gratitude was in short supply. And so I had to learn to simply receive and trust people knew what a life line they are for me. Please hear me when I say, thank you.

Today is a new day. The world goes on. Private griefs and losses continue, but on the collective front, our country is lifted up and out of the horror by the shining light of poetry from @amandascgorman . Like a torch, her poetry, spirit and truth unified our collected efforts to name and heal the madness that has gripped this country for the past four years.

And we begin again. Together. Wiser. Our wounds and sorrows the price for greater compassion, greater understanding, greater capacity for grace. 

In another odd twist, this photo of yellow flowers is the last one I took to share with you two Sundays ago before I got the news about my brother. I was going to share the image to tell you that although I had no word, no resolutions for 2021, I did have a color: and it was YELLOW.  When @amandascgorman came forward in her yellow winter coat, the exact shade of my heart's intention, something got healed and strengthened deep within me. Blessed be 💛
My beautiful big brother, my beloved brother John My beautiful big brother, my beloved brother John left this world last Friday night. I have shared more at my blog: mysticvixen.com 
John was too good for this world, but oh, how lucky we were to have him. The purest soul I have ever known. I am shattered. Please understand I won't be answering emails or comments. Thank you. Blessed be, Elizabeth
Bummer. I brought my suit and ice pick and everyth Bummer. I brought my suit and ice pick and everything. #provylove
"Know their names. Boycott their businesses and en "Know their names. Boycott their businesses and entities that supported them." 
Posted @withregram • @thevaultblue Liars should pay the price for their lies, for their enabling, and for their gleeful, cynical promotion of insurrection, treason, mob violence and sedition. It starts with tRump and continues through Mike Pence, Lindsay Graham, Josh Hawley, Ted Cruz, all of the other quisling senators, representatives and officials, and all of their aides, advisors and staff members who supported the four abominable years of this terrible presidency. The damage they have done to this country is as-yet incalculable. But they should not be allowed to profit from their wanton destruction. Know their names. Boycott the businesses and entities that support them. Punishment (whether financial or penal) does not preclude redemption, but one clearly comes before the other.
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What a week. Sincere appreciation for the courageous people of Georgia and for the brave people of Congress who literally — and not just metaphorically — fought to preserve our democracy and to make it better for all in the future. Let’s remember them, too, and peacefully, but with the strength of our convictions, support their noble efforts.
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Taking a break for the weekend, to take some deep breaths. Back with more balance on Monday, I hope.

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