Because my writing focus needs to be on NaNoWriMo (I am SO behind!!!), I am republishing posts that I especially liked. This is from May 17, 2011.
I have a loud laugh. It’s rather distinctive. I’ve tried to help it, tried to quell it a bit, but it only results in my face turning strange colors and horrible noises squeaking or spurting out from my hands over my mouth. Not pretty.
The stage just beyond the bellowing laugh is what we refer to as “breaking.” That’s that laugh that explodes and then, well, just won’t go away. You know the kind? Laughing until you can’t breathe, until tears are rolling, until your voice comes out so high only the dogs can hear you? Yeah….that laugh. My kids LOVE that laugh. As they got older and I got too tired to notice their devious plots, they would keep me up, getting…
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