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Marlene Sowder
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Born
in Fort Worth, Texas, The United States
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author:Tamora Pierce, author:David Eddings
Member Since
April 2012
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Hamburgers for Thanksgiving?
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2014
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2 editions
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Candy Dish
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2013
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Candy Dish: 500 Word Stories to Tickle Your Frontal Lobe
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2013
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Mirror
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2015
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Doormat Mom, No More! : When Good Parents Finally Say “Enough” To Their Ungrateful Adult Kids:
"This is if Elliot Rodger lived long enough to become a parent.
Jokes aside, this book and the author's social media presence are all a pathetic but typical power grab of right-wingers, especially right-wing Christians. She can't stand that she has no " Read more of this review » |
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Doormat Mom, No More! : When Good Parents Finally Say “Enough” To Their Ungrateful Adult Kids:
"Recommended for: Other delusional, narcissist parents who want to blame their children for their estrangement
This book is just a smear campaign against this insane woman's poor daughter. She is estranged from her daughter because she is such a whackj" Read more of this review » |
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Doormat Mom, No More! : When Good Parents Finally Say “Enough” To Their Ungrateful Adult Kids:
"As a mom to adult children, this book is gross. In none of the situations described does the author actually seem like a good parent, and this is from her own perspective! Imagine how much worse she would appear from her daughter's perspective.
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“Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.
I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain… I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’ ‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’ What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finall ...more J.K. Rowling |
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An absolutely sweet and funny ride from start to finish The title got my attention. The first chapter kept it, and every chapter after that. There’s nothing I don’t love about this book (except maybe that it’s over and I’ll never read it for the firs ...more |
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Very cathartic for anyone with a toxic mom I was immediately struck by how much I recognized my own mother in the antagonist and myself in both protagonists. My mother didn’t enforce obedience via sorcery, but the effect was largely the same. Throughl ...more |
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“It takes years as a woman to unlearn what you have been taught to be sorry for.”
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“Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her.
I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…
I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’
‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’
What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!
I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.”
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I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain…
I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn’t seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? ‘You’ve lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!’
‘Well,’ I said, slightly nonplussed, ‘the last time you saw me I’d just had a baby.’
What I felt like saying was, ‘I’ve produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren’t either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?’ But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!
I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons.”
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