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Writing Advice at the Bottom
I have been a slacker this winter. Oh, I have run on the treadmill, and hiked with the dog, but in terms of logging good, heart-pumping, want to keel over and die miles? Not so much. This is bad for so many reasons, the main one being that my mind, it goes like a hamster…
Read MoreI Know, I Know …
It’s Tuesday, but I’ve got nothing for you today. Well, that’s not completely true. I do have a FABULOUS interview coming up with one of my all-time favorite writers, Alice Hoffman, on the Writer Unboxed blog on March 29th. If you get a chance, stop by, okay? And until then, Happy Spring!
Read MoreSnow Day Redux
I’m not writing much today. I’m sitting by the window, a cup of tea in hand, watching the snow fall. There’s noise from the bedrooms upstairs — footsteps from one room to another, quiet giggling. In a few moments they’ll be down demanding breakfast (yes) books (yes) television (no). It has been like winter in…
Read MoreDigging In
For someone who hates being cold, I love winter hiking. There are no ticks or mosquitoes to contend with, no vicious horse flies, no gasping for air in the humid New England summer. Often, particularly if the weather is unpleasant, the Slobbering Beast and I can go for miles without seeing another human soul. There’s…
Read MoreDinner Party
We have lots of bookcases in our house, and they all have their own purpose. The bookcase in the basement, for example, holds the baby books my kids enjoyed looking at when they were toddlers. (They’ve been chewed and drooled on and I still can’t bear to part with them.) In my office, I keep…
Read MoreHappy Christmas to All!
And to all a good night.
Read More“In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.” ― Anne Frank Because to believe the alternative is unthinkable. Kudos to those working to make the world a safer place. We owe the children who were murdered and the teachers who died defending them nothing less.
Read MoreRun Your Own Race
I am, as I may have mentioned a bazillion times before , not the fastest runner. I’m not even the second, third, or fourth fastest. And yet, when I’m out running and I come across another runner heading in the same direction, I get this insane urge to try and keep pace with them, to…
Read MoreMemory
Ten years ago, I sat down in the house of a woman who had lost her son on September eleventh. She’d been out grocery shopping that day and hadn’t heard the news. She came home to a message from her son, who worked in one of the towers. “He told me a plane had hit…
Read MoreSee You Later, Aligator
Yes, it’s that time of year again. The demands of summer — baking pop rock cookies for the Fourth of July, watching sunsets, and trying to finish freelance deadlines — has created the perfect storm of anti-blogging pressures. I’ll still be posting, just not on a regular schedule. At least not until minion one and…
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