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Susan M Fritz

Out of Excuses

Written by Susan Fritz | Thursday, June 9th, 2016 Posted in Blog, Mexico, What I Write
I’m the first to confess my adherence to the influence of the Training handed down to me by my country, which happens to be the US of A. Too many words? Agree. I am confessing that, like most humans, I am a product of my environment—which includes the traditions, opinions, attitudes, variety of salad dressings, biases…and on and on…of where I was raised. Now, The US of A is a huge country—these things, of course, vary from sea-to-shining-sea. But let’s be honest (only a slight generalization ...
Susan M Fritz

A Truth About Inconvenience

Written by Susan Fritz | Saturday, May 14th, 2016 Posted in Blog, Mexico, The Way I See It, What I Write
When you’re always looking for the shortcut, you’re bound to get hurt. The way in which thoughts develop, change, and evolve is fascinating. Noteworthy, at least—a window into ourselves we’d be wise to permanently asterisk. Not so long ago I wrote a short post called “La Scorciatoia”, which means “shortcut” in Italian. What I attempted to communicate is rather obvious–so obvious that it’s overlooked in a “Yeah, yeah, I sure…tomorrow I’ll take the long way; I̵...
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Iceland and the Unpronounceable Volcano: The Complete Story

Written by Susan Fritz | Wednesday, April 20th, 2016 Posted in Blog, Iceland, What I Write
I blow myself across the world and use the wind to take you with me. The Five Ws (1) I went back to New York City for a visit, staying with an old friend. We actually went to Meadowlark Elementary School together and played in the bell choir at the First Presbyterian Church in Great Falls, Montana. Our heights fittingly dictated the size of our bells, so as I clonked on the low D, G, and F bells on one end of the table, she clinked at the high A, C, and E… She was and is one of my smartest fr...
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The “G” Spots (*Rated G)

Written by Susan Fritz | Sunday, March 27th, 2016 Posted in Blog, Hawaii, What I Write
Many people live their entire lives racked by varieties of guilt—the never enough, the too much, the who am I to…these guilt reactions–so knee-jerk as to seem innate and normal, play out in destructive time and energy sucks until we are able to pause, take a step back, and see them for what they are: lies. The insistent and constant “shoulding” all over oneself prevents us from doing what it is we love–outside influences be damned–and instead locks us into that proverbial pr...
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No One Is That Loved

Written by Susan Fritz | Tuesday, March 1st, 2016 Posted in Blog, Dan Fritz, What I Write
You don’t need to know the “preamble” to this post, but I’ll give you one anyway. I was in the middle of applying to an artistic Residency for this spring, searching for a current acting resume on my desktop–a task which should take 3 seconds but proved difficult due to recent computer switching and lack of backup skills. Oh, and also the fact that I haven’t dusted the thing off for a “while”–I’m being purposely vague because it̵...
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Actual Green Space

Written by Susan Fritz | Tuesday, February 16th, 2016 Posted in Blog, Hawaii, The Way I See It, What I Write
I have been thinking a lot about Space–Inner and Outer, although not the outer one above our heads. The non-filled areas–fields, parks, vastness… Do we allow for it? Is it important to us? Or does it simply feel like a waste of, ahem…space? I am decidedly a lucky one–born into a life and place (Montana) which included nature, and then spit out (voluntarily) to grow into adulthood in the biggest city in the States (I refer here to New York City). My experience wit...
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Tiny Cards and Chalk Hearts

Written by Susan Fritz | Sunday, February 14th, 2016 Posted in Blog, Dan Fritz, Hawaii, What I Write
There is a truth about V-Day I’ve always projected and protected in order to keep my heart and mind safely inside their respective mild-to-medium-cynical zones. That truth is this: it’s a gross holiday—an excuse for deadbeat partners to make up for 364 other days of romantic failure. But the other Truth, the non-cynical one, is this: it’s kinda sweet…at least it has sweetness potential. Like Splenda, you’ll never actually believe it tastes like the real thing, but it will do...
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Love is Baggage You Don’t Have to Check

Written by Susan Fritz | Friday, November 20th, 2015 Posted in Blog, Dan Fritz, What I Write
7 years ago, my late husband Dan had just turned 30. 7 years ago I would have been rolling blue party streamers around the edges of his bed at the Hotel Sloan in a “comedy-in-the-Chekhovian-sense” attempt to deliver a festive day. As I twirled around and then taped the last piece to the metal bed frame, Dan said something I will always remember but sometimes forget—especially when things are going well. I think that’s ok–to forget in the pre-frontal cortex or wherever the im...

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