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The first day of the rest….

Twas brilling.

That’s what I think of whenever I think of new: beginnings, burstings, brillings.

And we are at one. A precipice, a change, a moment. Yes, I’m politically biased in this: “my guy won.” And yet, not really. I wasn’t sure up to the moments before the primary and though I saw a lot to like in Obama, something pulled me back again and again to Hillary; I was late to the Obama party. What I see now is about something more, true, real hope. And pride. And it is something I haven’t seen for so so long.

What do others think? Well, wow, they’re telling us: from the rooftops, or the modern-day equivalent anyway – twitter, facebook, email, IM.

CNN had something they called “the moment”: I envisioned a collection of moments – what singular moment defined this experience for you – good/ bad/ funny/ poignant? That’s not what CNN meant – theirs turned out to be some weird microsofty photo thingie. cool, but … eh? I liked my idea better, so here it is… here’s what a few people said was their moment, their “elevator story” as journalists like to say, some of them I know, some I don’t, but I want to hear them all. (Yes, even if you don’t agree in what I feel was the true spirit of the day.) What are yours?


“By the dawn’s early light”: Photo by KW

  • A friend of a friend, one of several lovely people I’ve “met” emailing about Obama since before the election says: I still cannot believe that my we have THIS. I am amazed
  • Volunteering Friend: It was freezing, it was disorganized. And it was wonderful.
  • Dear Obamaniac Writer Friend: Ok. I scored a ticket at the last minute (the night before) and set out alone to to make it to the “Orange Section,” just to the right of the Capitol, and ran into crowds so huge I really thought I wouldn’t make it. Read the rest of this entry »

Inspiration Express

I promise to stop with the Obamarama…. soon. Not quite yet.

Today, what made me cry, watching the Obama Express whistlestop tour’s stop in Baltimore:

people clapping and yelling for the Pledge of Allegiance. The PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE.

I mean first of all, they knew and recited the words en masse, with feeling, unprompted.

Maybe (probably) I’m overly pollyanna about this but … to me it says, people are proud to be American again. And for some, it’s been a really really long time.

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If it’s Friday, it must be WASHington.

As faithful readers will know, this blog is (trying to be) about two things: Wash (ington, D.C.) and words (particularly in written form).

But what you may not know is that even my alt. persona (Washwords) has a second job! (so that’s like my second cousin, once removed). Anyway, each Thursday night, I busily and happily have the pleasure of scouring any and all blogs written by those in the DC area or about the DC area, as contributing editor for the wonderful dcblogs.

At 12:01 every Friday morning, those blogs hit the interweb. This week they’re right here. and now, and from every friday henceforth (heh. yah. henceforce) they’re also here, literally, here on washwords.

Lazy? You betcha. but I have my reasons. Why not introduce the fine people of Washwords to DCBlogs and vise versa? For people who like reading about Washington, DC… both are great finds.

But what if you want MORE? Regular DC posts each Friday (or everyday even, now that you’re hooked on DC blogs) – what if you want to know what DC posts I like EVERY day? Who could blame you? Or maybe you’re wondering, hey, Washwords, what writing blogs do you read and find interesting? See, I knew you were thinking that. Fear not, they’re all right here, too.

Simply scroll down and look to your right. See the boxes with the headings WASH and WORDS? Clickity click there on your favorite sounding post in the box or just click here for DC posts or here for writing posts and presto, you see some of my latest fave postings on these topics. Happy reading. And please, let me know what I’m missing – on either subject- that I should be reading.

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