Diana Raab's Writings
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Article
Jan.30.2012
The Huffington Post
Since the age of ten, when my mother gave me my first journal to help me cope with the loss of my grandmother, you can say I have been addicted to writing. You might think of having an addiction as something to be treated, and in some cases it might well be. However, the only possible negative connotation about being addicted to writing is that sometimes...
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Jan.30.2012
The Huffington Post
When I was in grade school I wanted to be a writer and one of the first things my English teacher told me was that to be a good writer you must be a good reader. Since that day, I have been a lover of books and have some ever-lasting visual memories of my mother taking me to the library and coming home with a stack of books piled all the way up to my chin...
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Nov.16.2011
Huffington Post
Over the years I have oscillated back and forth on a spiritual continuum. After much contemplation I have come to the conclusion that I am spiritual person, but not religious. My spiritual journey began at the age of ten, when my mother gave me a red leather journal with Khalil Gibran sayings on the top of each page. "Write down your feelings," she told me...
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Article
Feb.19.2010
The Writer
How a memoir writer struggled with the challenge of a dual story line.
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Poem
Jan.04.2010
Lucidity
HOW WE WORRY
Writers worry about stories
Salesmen worry about selling
Bus drivers worry about stopping
Kids worry about homework
Maids worry about dust
Musicians worry about tunes
Dogs worry about their owner’s whereabouts
Cats worry about his next bowl of milk
Birds worry about nests
Grandma worries about grandchildren
Growers worry about rain
Taxi drivers...
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Poem
Jan.04.2010
The Smoking Poet
What floats through my mind now
drifted through it one day in sixth grade
and it was nothing more than kisses
spread upon an empty willow tree
spreading it’s dry roots into the horizon
searching for any sunlight or wisdom
enabling the seed wanting to grow
inside of her.
It’s possible to believe the nourishing
which happened when our eyes linked
on the...
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Poem
Jan.04.2010
The Smoking Poet
Early this morning on the beach
frequented by wandering canines,
joggers and hungry seagulls,
fifty feet from the crashing waves,
round and untouched on the ivory sand
were three whole watermelons,
one-hundred feet apart.
My dog and I wonder
from where came these titanic fruits
so out of place, so bizarre,
so begging to be...
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Jan.04.2010
Chickenpinata. The Bridge Issue.
She sits at dinner
proud and sure
of a life she never
owned, and then
in response to the horizon
as if someone had painted it
just for her, she rises,
wraps her black shawl
around her bare shoulders,
tiptoes down the stairs
to the beach where she can be alone
and watch the moon
meet the ocean, only to rise
one...
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About Diana
Since childhood, Diana has been fascinated with the written word. As an only child of working parents, she spent lots of time alone, which she filled with reading a great deal of books and filling the pages of many journals. That's how she liked to keep busy...
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Causes Diana Raab Supports
Journaling, Writing for Healing, American Foundation For Suicide Prevention,
Diana’s Favorite Books
Anais Nin's Journals,
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert,
My Invented Country by Isabel Allende,
Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger,
This Boy's Life by Tobias...