Please exercise due diligence in selecting an editor. Editors are not one-size-fits-all. Editing is an individual, subjective skill. Fit between author and editor is important to success. An author should feel comfortable with and trust the working style, knowledge, and advice of their editor. Face-to-face meetings may help establish whether there are rapport and aContinue reading “Editing Services of Dented Press”
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About Me, the Blog, and The Dented Press
Hi! This post serves as introduction to me, Susan (Dente) Ross, my blog: Ruminations, and forthcoming materials from my coaching and editing services, The Dented Press. I hope you’ll follow me or check in periodically and let me know what you like, what you want more of, and what you’re doing with your own writing.Continue reading “About Me, the Blog, and The Dented Press”
The Dented Press
Coaching/Editing/Writer Support Contact: susandenteross@gmail.com Content under revision. Keep your eyes out for forthcoming details on my customized coaching, editing, and development services.
Newest Study Still Fails to Examine the Effects of Psychiatric Drugs on Women
One in nine adults in the United States takes antidepressants, and women make up two-thirds of that group. Yet a meta-analysis of 151 antidepressant drug trials published in Lancet on Oct. 21 makes clear that maybe they shouldn’t be. The analysis of 30 different drug trials and almost 60,000 individuals found that both the psychologicalContinue reading “Newest Study Still Fails to Examine the Effects of Psychiatric Drugs on Women”
The Sounds of Silence
A gale whistles through the sashes and rattles the bedroom door, an unwelcome visitor. I rouse from solitary sleep. Floorboards creak above. A door slams shut. I wrap myself in felted wool and rise, quivering, to join the other women of the witching hour searching our homes. “Not even a mouse,” I say, startling atContinue reading “The Sounds of Silence”
Fish in the Water
In all those seventy-three sea and lakeside summers, those long idyllic sun-filled days with fat fluffs of white sailing high to cast now-and-again shade, or those humid, hazy days when the whine of mosquitoes filled her ears and no-seem-‘ems swarmed her damp body, she never learned to swim. Not really. Not beyond a doggy paddle.Continue reading “Fish in the Water”
Good News
For those seeking insights into my unpublished memoir, This Bed We Made Me, I invite you to look to two online magazines containing my essays. First, Mad in America has posted “Something Broken” for Mother’s Day. And Marrow Magazine #13 will be sharing my essay “A Lucky One” later this month. Both deal with sensitiveContinue reading “Good News”
On the Road
During a road trip the other day, a friend helped me give voice to the vision I think could create a real choice in politics. Here’s the kernel: We on the left need to craft our own emotionally compelling narrative that acknowledges the real pain of falling behind and not providing what we had hopedContinue reading “On the Road”
Reluctant Spring
Spring retreats. Plants stutter, deterred and broken by frigid gales that froth and rime the sea. Mangy deer in tufted coats clip infant green to bare earth. Rain pummels, flattens. Ragged clouds sweep the sky flat, obscure the light, impound the warmth. A world too mean to enter. Icy damp soaks bulky layers as IContinue reading “Reluctant Spring”
A Winter Idyll
What’s that saying about flailing against the inevitable? That’s not it. Something about going all in cuz you know it’s over. Whatever. What’s that got to do with us? We need to get the hell outta here before we can’t. The snow’s . . . What? . . . 6 inches? Let’s go. Continue reading “A Winter Idyll”
Ruminations 