Dear Daughter....
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Dear Daughter....

When I woke up on the first morning after delivering you to college it was quiet.Really quiet. Just as I thought, nobody was in your bed. I knew you weren't at a sleepover. Or on a school trip. This was for real.

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Play Me
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Play Me

I've been thinking about the innovation of interactive streaming--how versatile, convenient and instantly gratifying it is. Interactive, however, means that before I take off for a drive to the mall or a run on the beach I have a decision to make: what do I want to listen to? There is much pre-thought involved in all the interaction.

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F-F-F-Fifty???
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F-F-F-Fifty???

I work with people who are a decade younger than I and others who are a decade older. Some have innocence and some have wisdom. Sometimes the innocence does not belong to the younger writer or the wisdom to the older.

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On Broadway
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On Broadway

During curtain call I felt warm tears well up behind my glasses. I wanted to stand up and shout, "Everybody wait! Don't go yet! I need to tell you something....."

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One Girl
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One Girl

I hope I encouraged one girl to find the joy in putting even painful words on paper. I hope I sang something that will help one girl look in the mirror tomorrow and like herself a little more.

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Ch-CH-CH-Changes
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Ch-CH-CH-Changes

I'm going where the love is. And there is love. So it's not a big ol' cake with buttercream and filling. It's a cookie. Nothing wrong with cookies. I'll keep munching but I'm keeping my heart open for the future.

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The Songwriter Mom Seesaw
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The Songwriter Mom Seesaw

When my daughter was born, after years of round the clock songwriting sessions,  I’d only write with someone if they could work between the hours of 10 and 4. That was my window. And never on a weekend....

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To Approach Or Not To Approach
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To Approach Or Not To Approach

Last week I made a big deal (in a Huffington Post Blog) about knowing when and when not to whip out your iPhone for that magical social media moment. I professed that sometimes it’s best to leave your camera in your purse (or back pocket) and enjoy a chance rendezvous. I stand by that. I do. But....

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Confessions.