Marlene Hauser

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Night Divine

Hi Everyone, Happy Christmas, almost! That magical, mystical, happy—oh yes—night divine! Well, many things come at this special time, and yes, it is associated with gifts, some even Great Ones, when ‘the dark night wakes, the glory breaks, and Christmas comes once more’. So in this final month of 2025, I offer you a small […]

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Giving Thanks

Hi Everyone, Yes, it’s November and it’s Thanksgiving, a traditional time for gratitude and celebrating your harvest, whatever that may be—corn, barley, the completion of a 120,000 word manuscript of a new novel, or a 17.76% cumulative rate of return on your portfolio, even if NASDAQ and the S&P500 did better! The point, obviously, is

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The Only Way Out

Hi Everyone, Okay, so The Fair Incognito, my work-in-progress, is done – or better said, “I’m done.” I may or may not have met my aspiration. I am told the finish line when writing a novel is a bit like delivering a baby: she’s out and she’s not going back to perfect anything. Yet, in

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From AI with Love

Hi Everyone, I suppose like everyone else, I am well aware of the news accounts of the impending doom and gloom (Fake News, Runaway Warfare) or the spectacular rise (Enhancement of Human Capabilities) of Artificial Intelligence (AI). While I haven’t jumped straight into a full understanding, especially of its implications for authors, which is critical,

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An Unconsidered Tariff

Hi Everyone, In researching my novel-in-progress, The Fair Incognito, I hit a snag: were my main characters, Jean-Jacques and Lucy Bakewell Audubon, merely two riches-to-rags n’er-do-wells as is often suggested who just couldn’t keep shop on the American frontier, resulting in a bankrupted Jean-Jacques having to sail downstream to New Orleans to create The Birds of America,

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Startling Belief

Hi Everyone, I am not sure where I first heard the saying “Never underestimate the faith of your childhood,” but in recent months that motto has not let me go. The first time I heard it, I thought of Catholicism, the “faith” or denomination of my childhood. I had a lovely Irish Catholic mother, whose

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No Egret Regret

Hi Everyone, So where does story come from? Looking back on my work, novel number one, Off-Island, came from a desire to reach out to other women, perhaps men, who had been through the abortion experience and to offer a healing journey, neither Pro-Life or Pro-Choice, but a point of departure for discussion. With novel

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