Author Archives: Phyllis Alberici

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About Phyllis Alberici

Hanging a few lanterns in the darkness. Let me know how it's going.

One More for the Road

Writing stories about a place in a quieter corner of the map may (or may not) be fiction but it takes me to a place where life may be weird but at least no one is driving drunk. Explain something … Continue reading

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette/Christmas Eve Edition

It was finally here, Christmas Eve in West Burville. After a couple of days of coming up dry, the Counter Dwellers were facing a dilemma… Linda Mae stood there. The Counter Dwellers sat there. No one said anything. Hooter thought … Continue reading

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Christmas Edition/2

If you’ve ever been through Piney Woods County, tucked up in the northeastern corner of Vermont, when the snow’s beginning to fly and Christmas lights are twinkling around the steamy windows of the Double Axle Diner over in West Burville, … Continue reading

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Christmas Edition

The first snowfall (the one before the snow gets up to your keister and the car won’t start) kicks off the preparations for the holiday season in Piney Woods County, stuck way up there in the northeastern corner of Vermont. … Continue reading

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I feel I must remind you again…and again…and…

If you come to visit me, and I hope you will, I must forewarn you: I like fruitcake. Perhaps you remember my confession last year or perhaps not. Never mind. Last year, this year…it’s all the same. When Christmas rolls … Continue reading

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette, Second Installment

What is there about a chilly November day and the thought of venison on the Thanksgiving menu that drives the residents of West Burville to saddle up before daylight…and get themselves in trouble with the law before lunch? And in … Continue reading

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Headlines from THE WEST BURVILLE GAZETTE

In the northern hills the first day of deer season is greeted with either expectation or dread, depending on who you are or who you know. In West Burville over at the Double Axle Diner, Hooter Gibson and the regulars … Continue reading

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A Bag Full of Mystery

The better part of my life over the past three weeks has been spent looking for jelly beans. Not those gor-may kind. The ones I’m talking about are orange and black. Just orange and just black and they’re mixed together … Continue reading

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To Hell with Tom Wolfe

Somewhere between exits 7 and 8 on I-91, snaking up the east side of Vermont, and smitten with the fading autumn landscape, I decided to give my home state another chance. To get to this point we have to journey … Continue reading

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I heard Will Shakespeare was a fan

I’ve been thinking a lot about blogging lately. Mostly because I’ve sucked at posting anything for the last few months. It doesn’t have anything do with the anguish of Writer’s Block. I just stopped. The key wound down in my … Continue reading

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I can’t tell you what happened

In 1939 three children went missing during the snowy winter months in northeastern Vermont. They were never found. There was much speculation at the time but not much since. If you ask one of the old timers, he might relate this … Continue reading

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The flu makes no friends

This past week I’ve been lying in bed sneezing into a hankie and moaning. I’ve been on the mean streets of my second flu-bronchitis-near-death experience this winter. Having a lot of down time, and a high fever, makes for some … Continue reading

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Reality v. Realty

House hunting is like a blind date gone horribly wrong. You never know what’s waiting on the other side of the door. Maybe it’s just the anticipation. But lately I’m finding the reality of the realty is anything but what … Continue reading

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Troy drops the ball again

I’ve had it. What’s up with Troy? I live here, pay exorbitant rent that single-handedly covers property taxes, admire the Fire Department and believe the Troy Police do a terrific job in a hard town…and think the City Council and … Continue reading

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The driveway in Winter

I know a woman who bought a house when the leaves were green and the birdies were singing. The house is on a hill. A steep hill. Yes, admire the view. Yes, extol the beauty of seeing the rain cross … Continue reading

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