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How to Capture and Care For a Unicorn: A Guaranteed 5-Step Method

My brother is single and upwards of 30. This is not a problem, really. Lots of people get married later in life. Indeed, being married is not the end-all be-all of existence. But, I have a feeling he would like to find someone to love forever. Someone beautiful, funny, interesting, creative…someone that is exceptionally rare and…
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3 Shocking Secrets of the Mormon Church

I’m sure from the outside, I don’t seem very standard when it comes to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I’m a writer (a horror writer at the current moment), I have one child, and my house is a constant disaster. When people find out that I’m Mormon, they don’t say, “Oh, I…
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Tears, Faith & Rage: Making Babies is Hard

There are things that make me cry. Commercials about farmers. Dogs that die in books. Onions. I don’t like it. I come from a house where my mom is a notorious cryer. Every Christmas, we get together on Christmas Eve and my mom pulls out the old “Littlest Angel” book to read out loud. Every…
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Packaging

Here I am, as always, writing from the shadows. I am at the furthest edge of the darkest corner of the giant pond of talented storytellers. I have no distinguishing markings. I am not an adorable rainbow trout of a writer like Suzanne Collins or Chuck Wending. Even little kids can see one of them…
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90 Scary Movies That Aren’t Rated R

  I just realized that I have done you a disservice. As a fellow LDS-lady, I don’t usually watch Rated-R movies because I’m not supposed to. But, that doesn’t stop me from wanting to get into the Halloween spirit and watch something really scary during the month of October. Because of this internal drive towards…
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Because – An Argument for Belief

Because I am a writer. Because I want to make a difference. Because I really care about people and the world. Because my checking account is at $136.00 Because I have always loved telling stories. Because I have already lived a thousand lives inside my own head. Because I really can make a difference. Because…
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In the Middle: Rainbows and Fences

Rainbows are incredible, you know? They are this amazing thing that combines water and sunlight to create the perfect, ultimate spectrum of color. If you ever just sit and look at one, you’ll see that there are the simple colors (red, purple, yellow), but also infinite gradations of colors within colors. It’s no wonder God…
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Sunday Struggles

I don’t usually write on Sundays.  It is my day off, you know?  It’s the day that I set aside to worship God in the best way I know how:  watching Disney movies and eating ice cream. Today is different, though.  Some of you know this, but I recently had a birthday.  Yes, now I…
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5 Things You Want to Do When You Get Home From Your Mission, But SHOULDN’T!!

Yesterday, my beautiful sister Hillary came home from her mission in Brazil.  Since I wrote her a small book before she left entitled, “How to Be a Missionary,” I thought I would write her a book about being a returned missionary as a welcome home present. There are a lot of things that I talk…
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Roller Coaster Perspective

I love rollercoasters. I love the crazy thrill that you get as you are getting pulled up to the top, that chuck-chuck-chuck as it slowly rises above the skyline. There is always a moment of dizzy excitement for me, and I’m pretty sure I always have a moment where I think, “This was a bad…
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How to Swear Like a Mormon

I have been a Mormon for quite a while now. There are many things about it that I enjoy. For instance, I love that I can go to any church in any part of the world and know that I’ll always make it to church about 5 minutes after the sacrament has already been passed.…
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Candles or Flames?

I have never been called a “lady’s lady.” In fact, I don’t think anyone EVER has been called that. When I was growing up, I felt pretty comfortable hanging around with boys, or the girls that looked suspiciously like them. I don’t know what that meant about me back then, but I sure as heck…
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