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Q. What kind of child were you?
A. Id say that the single most consistent facet of my childhood was a sense of injustice, which manifested itself anywhere from whining about a helping of ice-cream or a being given the smeared Reeses cup, to the kind of compassion for those around me that forged a sometimes unnatural obligation of loyalty and an expectation that such loyalty would be reciprocated. My most profound moments of disappointment as a child happened either when I felt that Id been let down in some way, left out of something, excluded from some adventure, or even worse, when I let somebody down or didnt do something I ought. Another thing that strikes me was that I was constantly into things: always in trouble, lighting things on fire, or stealing antique silver dollars to fix a guitar up which I couldnt play, getting caught breathing in the gas from a lighter and trying to breathe fire, for which crime I was duly caught and punished. I was always interested in the various forms of transgression, especially those that seemed just to me, and as a result, I was constantly drawn inward into fantasies about how some moment should have gone, or later, of how the world should be. Lastly, I was often only half there as a child, in some kind of comic book fantasy world or obsessed with, for example, the English television show Doctor Who, an obsession I took as far as putting on my fathers silk dressing gown and taking his cane for a walk around the neighborhood in one of his fathers snap brim fedora hats; this led to the strange and absurd delusion that I was in some way special, like Id been gifted with some kind of special status as a superhuman. This was absurd of course, but it fed me whole-cloth into the world of reading, fiction, literature, and ultimately poetry; and the images from my reading fed my rich inner world.
Q. What's your relationship with rejection like?
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'He didn't know about glass beads, but I taught myself basically from the kit,' she said.
For crafters who don't have access to mentors locally, the Internet is a great resource, she said. She bought many of her materials online, others from such places as Lowe's and tool shops in Tulsa.
She not only frequents craft shops, but also goes to flea markets and antique stores to obtain jewelry materials. Once she found a group of placemats made from Depression glass beads. Seeing a 25-cent price tag on them, she snapped them up. One of her necklaces features blue Depression glass beads set off by three complementary hand-crafted glass beads.
'I'm always looking for different beads that will go with my glass beads,' she said.
Since the handmade glass beads are relatively expensive, she likes to combine them with other glass beads, semiprecious stones and complementary materials to make her creations affordable

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