Category Archives: Writing

What happens when beach reads get uppity

Posted on June 28, 2017 by Phyllis Alberici

Blame it on Pulitzer Prize winning journalist, Julia Keller. It was a steamy 2009 Chicago summer when she encouraged us to read a book over summer vacation. It should be something light on plot and a bit savory and it … Continue reading →

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Pandemonium Swamp

Posted on September 22, 2016 by Phyllis Alberici

Prologue  For a year now I haven’t told anyone what I saw out there, except Fay. Fay is my editor and she was there for the end of it. Nothing that happened out there was rational. Nothing made sense. But … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: Merry Christmas Edition

Posted on December 23, 2014 by Phyllis Alberici

A Message from The Editor: 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 here in … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette: it’s gonna be a hot one, folks!

Posted on August 4, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

August is a strange month in northeastern Vermont, one day it’s on the sunnyside of 90 and the next you’re pulling out the turtlenecks. If you happen to be in West Burville you might consider a slice of Linda Mae’s … Continue reading →

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The transcendental heart

Posted on July 30, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

If you read Indie Albany on a regular basis you might have noticed that I’m something of the black sheep of the family. First, I write then I just stop. I’m like the “off” ox on the team. It’s not a … Continue reading →

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A week of Sundays

Posted on June 24, 2012 by Phyllis Alberici

My grandmother, a rather short ornery woman from a town that’s long been underwater in central Vermont, used to remind us that her “get up and go got up and went” whenever a spate of hard work needed to get … Continue reading →

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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette/Christmas Eve Edition

Posted on December 24, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

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

Posted on December 22, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

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

Posted on December 19, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

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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Headlines from The West Burville Gazette, Second Installment

Posted on November 24, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

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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I heard Will Shakespeare was a fan

Posted on September 22, 2011 by Phyllis Alberici

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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