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The Memoirist

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Nov 12, 2024

I Could Have Blackmailed My Boss

It’s a good thing I wasn’t a woman scorned

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Jane Austen’s Wastebasket

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Oct 21, 2024

A Friendly Note About the Grocery Store Changes Our Shoppers Are Calling “A Descent into Hell”

You say it’s sadistic, we say it’s opportunistic

Someone pushing a cart while the loud speaker insults them.

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MuddyUm

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Sep 28, 2024

I’m the Item at the Front of the Shelf You Keep Passing Over

There’s nothing wrong with me. You, on the other hand…

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Grief Book Club

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Jan 19, 2024

Why I’m Grateful for the Lie My Doctor Told Me

Learning to release my anger after feeling betrayed by five words

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The Haven

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May 9, 2023

An Open Letter to the Lady Who Stepped on My Yoga Mat

You violated my sacred space

An Open Letter to the Lady Who Stepped on My Yoga Mat

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The Parenting Portal

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Mar 18

A Mom’s Great Eggs-pectations

How an innocent Easter activity took a wrong turn

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Jane Austen’s Wastebasket

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Oct 21, 2025

Skip the Expensive Festivals and Discover the Magic of a Homemade Fall Experience in My Yard

We have autumn festivals at home

A family of three with their hands in the air, smiling and laughing as the leaves they’ve thrown up in the air fall around them among trees that are turning colors in the fall. A speech bubble comes from the father saying “I told you this would be fun-nish.”

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The Parenting Portal

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Oct 5, 2025

If You Give a Kid a Hot Wheels Car, You Might Regret It Later

Sometimes the easy way isn’t the best way

A closeup of a toddler’s hand with his finger on top of a silver and red small toy car.

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MuddyUm

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Sep 28, 2025

An Open Letter to the Heavily Perfumed Lady Stinking Up My Pilates Class

You might’ve bought the perfume, but I paid the price

Women in a pilates class laying on their backs with their hands behind their lifted heads and a ball between their raised legs.

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Jane Austen’s Wastebasket

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Sep 1, 2025

Diary of the Slowly Liquefying Bag of Salad Greens in Your Refrigerator

The road to health is paved with good intentions and rotting produce

Slowly rotting bag of salad in fridge with a diary as maggots crawl around.

Hollie Harris

Hollie Harris

Writing about life and other stuff. Often with a dash of humor. Occasionally with a pinch of usefulness. For more of me: linktr.ee/allholls

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