tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post8754663957187787742..comments2023-06-03T04:26:20.850-04:00Comments on J.B. Chicoine—Novelist & Practicing Writer: The Evolving WriterJ.B. Chicoinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-80840979600367492152013-02-12T15:52:40.946-05:002013-02-12T15:52:40.946-05:00,,,s'not amazing, Glenn... ;),,,s'not amazing, Glenn... ;)J.B. Chicoinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-81862883784030630822013-02-12T15:29:22.095-05:002013-02-12T15:29:22.095-05:00,,,amazing...:),,,amazing...:)glnrozhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12922837344762102334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-66177899281217378112013-02-11T19:40:23.419-05:002013-02-11T19:40:23.419-05:00Yes, that was it--a Pixie haircut! Although I stil...Yes, that was it--a Pixie haircut! Although I still tend to wear mine on the long side, I have cut it all off really short several times since then.<br /><br />I think I kept a few angsty diaries when I hit my teens--like you, around 15 or so. Kind of painful to go back and read, now. My earlier writings were fictitious, but I'm sure when I come across them, I'll cringe just as much. ha! At least it made me comfortable with the concept of writing fiction.J.B. Chicoinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-76682505355406751442013-02-11T19:31:34.855-05:002013-02-11T19:31:34.855-05:00Ditto the chopped hair...mine was called a "p...Ditto the chopped hair...mine was called a "pixie," no long tresses for me! I have diaries going back to age 15. The answer to everything was to write it out of me...lots of angst-y poems in those days. I lay in bed at night and made up stories too back then, although I didn't write down. Nowadays, I lay in bed and make them up, and I DO write them down.Lizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16170701034715108039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-83797163459908496872013-02-11T13:56:05.227-05:002013-02-11T13:56:05.227-05:00I highly doubt that I picked out the hat, seeing a...I highly doubt that I picked out the hat, seeing as several of us ended up with it--and the hair...hmmm...as I recall, we were told it was fashionable, but I know better--my mother simply tired of braiding all that hair.<br /><br />...and when I find that notebook, you'll be the first to know!J.B. Chicoinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-58860744673378114112013-02-11T13:46:20.527-05:002013-02-11T13:46:20.527-05:00I probably have a picture of me somewhere in a sim...I probably have a picture of me somewhere in a similar hat. and yes, what was it with mother's and chopping off all our hair? Hope you find that notebook. I would love to see what's in it.Anne Gallagherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05816355522284492131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-30781264662039345122013-02-11T13:22:22.178-05:002013-02-11T13:22:22.178-05:00Hello Jayne! So nice to hear from you!
Yes, it is ...Hello Jayne! So nice to hear from you!<br />Yes, it is an interesting--if not somewhat disconcerting--project. One forgets so much and it takes so little to bring back memories--most of them good, but they still leave me scratching my head. They also answer a few questions...(I'll leave it at that.)<br /><br />I wonder what ever happened to the hat...it would make a great lampshade.J.B. Chicoinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-70852369297834640552013-02-11T12:08:01.757-05:002013-02-11T12:08:01.757-05:00What a lovely family photo. It must be an interest...What a lovely family photo. It must be an interesting project to scan slides, especially as they only reveal all their secrets when enlarged. And I love that pic of you with your notebook! Great hat. :)Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11309191526500602452noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-64188982335181979182013-02-11T10:47:25.181-05:002013-02-11T10:47:25.181-05:00I guess there was a little individualist somewhere...I guess there was a little individualist somewhere in me, just screaming to get out--I mean, who wears a hat like that if not an individualist? (Okay, two of my sisters had the identical hat!)<br /><br />And I do believe I still have that notebook, packed away. When I come across the box, I will have to peruse my early attempts and maybe even post a line or two.J.B. Chicoinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177429925358614298.post-80783268536667992532013-02-11T10:36:33.361-05:002013-02-11T10:36:33.361-05:00You were a writer and an individual at twelve who ...You were a writer and an individual at twelve who didn't care what others thought! Too bad you don't still have that notebook. This is why I like to save things. An old picture, or a button or a postcard or a lunch box can trigger a whole host of memories.Yvonne Osbornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18212188414972694795noreply@blogger.com