Spring does this to me every time. I think I hate it — since I much prefer darker days, less blue and more atmospheric fretfulness than Spring cheerfully delivers. Actually, Autumn is my season — the Autumns of butternut squash, soups and breads and books taken to read before the fire. Spring? Bleh. Too…Continue Reading
Archives for April 2009
You Probably Won’t Like Me Anymore After This
The other night I lay in bed quite unable to sleep. Nothing was wrong, as it usually is when I wake up in the middle of the night, no racing heart or sweaty boobs, I just couldn’t sustain drowsiness and so awoke at one a.m. open-eyed and bushy-tailed. And then I did what I always…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #50: A Life in Six Words
Because I’m late today, I kept it easyish. This one comes from my friend, Paul, with whom I’ll be attending a weekly writing coach meeting, but that’s neither here nor there*. Paul’s idea is to riff on the popular six-word memoir idea captured eloquently in this book here. So just like it’s asked…Continue Reading
It’s On Its Way!
I’ll have PROMPTuesday up tomorrow morning. This evening, a complicated algorithm involving tart frozen yogurt destroyed by Agave Nectar (next time use plain honey) topping, an illegal smiley face drawn on an orange ottoman and dark shadows moving about my sinister bedroom last night, lowered my energy level enough to preclude an early PROMPT posting.…Continue Reading
Different Worlds
Me: The car is running a little funny. Him: How do you mean? Me: It sounds corroded. Him: Like how? Me: Like it’s riding rough and uneven and weird. Also, it doesn’t start right up in the morning. Him: Well those are two separate issues. One could be the battery,…Continue Reading
Artichoke Chicken
As a rule, I’m generally against chicken’s rubbery bits, but if it’s smothered in cheese, it can’t be all bad, right?
Writers! Quit Whining!
I’m so guilty of this.
We Have No Friends!
Extremely hysterical Twitter parody.
How Will I Know?
I’m in Starbucks sitting next to a crazy loon, and as such, I find myself wondering how I would know if this guy might go batnuts and perpetuate some kind of violence upon my person. How will I know? So far, he’s just sat in the chair next to mine and when I moved…Continue Reading
Mish Mash in More Ways Than One, Just Like The Maya Liked It
************************************Interlude**************************************** I have a problem. I am keeping house with two sinus-infected-and-spewing hooligans and sleep has not been aplenty. As such, please disregard me and my bizarre forthcoming allusions to Central American indigenous peoples. ************************************************************************************ I’ve been meaning to tell you that I tried out a new recipe I made up. And the reason…Continue Reading
Loving Frank: A Book Review
I don’t normally do book reviews — and with good reason as you may come to find — but when Barrie Summy asks me to do something, I cannot refuse. So it is in good faith and crossed fingers that I embark upon my very first book review, the format of which I will…Continue Reading
