Last Saturday I organized a garage sale for myself, my boyfriend, and his brother’s wife. I have only a few things to sell, but since I have to move across the country again soon (and covering my own expenses on Read more…
The Object Parade: Essays By Dinah Lenney When Dinah Lenney says, on page 20 of The Object Parade that “Every home should have a piano” I thought, this narrator and I will have little in common. She says this at Read more…
The Way We Weren’t By Jill Talbot I mentioned this to Jill on Twitter, but one of the most amazing aspects of reading her memoir, The Way We Weren’t, was how much I related to her daughter, Indie. Indie and Read more…
As we all know, anesthetizing ourselves from our overwhelm and anxiety with Netflix or ice cream or reading or sex rarely satiates for long. What satisfies and fulfills in a deep and lasting way is that which is hard: creating something Read more…
Since Sunday evening, I’ve been in residence at the Fine Arts Work Center in Provincetown MA, thanks to a generous scholarship. My class this week is being taught by Joanne Dugan and it’s called “The Photograph and The Word: Showing Read more…
On today’s run, I was not bitten by a deerfly. On today’s run, I was briefly distracted early on by a variable oak leaf caterpillar. On today’s run, I saw a kingfisher and an American goldfinch and possibly a scarlet Read more…
In which our heroine bangs her head against the wall again and expects it not to hurt, again. “Art isn’t anecdote. It’s the consciousness we bring to bear on our lives.” ~ Cheryl Strayed as Dear Sugar I’ve been trying Read more…
I am not reading as much as I wanted to. I am not writing as much as I wanted to. What am I doing as much as I wanted to? Well, loving, running, cooking good food. I’m doing the best Read more…
First of all, I have several to-be-read stacks. There are two shelves in the bedroom, both over full (and that doesn’t count the poetry books above them, mixed in with the ones I have read, that I need to read, Read more…
I love reading the writing of people I know. It’s not just because I’m stoked to know what they care most about, there’s the added dimension of camaraderie and a sense of community, like WE ARE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER. Someone Read more…