Posted at 14:24h
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Acceptance,
Art,
Christianity,
Compassion,
Fear,
Hope,
Life Lessons,
Love,
Politics,
Social Commentary,
Writing
by Shannon Lell
Yesterday was a scary day not just for me personally, but for our country.
For me, it started like any other, catching up on news and work. What followed was a series of events regarding politics which culminated in me being called a “stupid fucking bitch”...
I fed my inner nerd on this morning listening to the most recent episode of StarTalk; the popular podcast featuring the illustrious astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson. It was an episode about love. They featured a renowned biological anthropologist, Dr. Helen Fisher. They discussed the biological...
Out of 10,463 applications from the all fifty states, US territories, Bureau of Indian Affairs, and the overseas dependent schools of the Department of Defense and Department of State...
On December 17th Scary Mommy posted perhaps my most widely read article to date. It was about co-parenting with an ex who hates me and was titled "When the Father of Your Children is Your Enemy".
Something extraordinary happened that day. I was headed to Kansas City...
Posted at 18:04h
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Anxiety,
Fear
by Shannon Lell
After some informal inquiries with many of my friends and acquaintances it would seem the consensus is...
This was not published elsewhere. It's just here, for me, and whomever else might find value.
Weddings and babies, weddings and babies...
I dislike this piece. It received postive feedback, but I can't help think it's whining and self-serving. I've been a lonely person all my life...
I always forget to post my articles which are published on other media outlets on my blog. So here is one which was published a few weeks ago. If you don't want to miss what I'm writing online, you can follow me on Facebook or...
Where have I been? Better question, or maybe a statement, where I have I not been.
I've been riding my bike by the ocean. I spent the fourth of July exactly how it should be spent, with friends on a boat. I treated my parents and...
Posted at 22:59h
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Art,
Writing
by Shannon Lell
So there's this bag. It arrived, stuffed in my mailbox. Hm. I'm not expecting a package.
Upon removing it from my mailbox I glimpsed at the sender.
All I needed was a glimpse, and I knew I was opening that fucker. Matter of fact, it was the...
