Category Archives: Writing

Oh—and incidentally . . .

Okay, so I went by the post office the other day and waited in a HUGE long line at a counter that had six registers and only one human behind it.  We joked around, the other waiters and I, dark … Continue reading

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Not ready ~

I don’t know whether it’s the fact that M is still far away in Argentina, and Gin on the other side of the continent in RI. Or if maybe it’s because I’d decided to move our Thanksgiving dinner up to … Continue reading

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Just wondering

I was thinking today about that story about the woman who buried all her children in the frozen ground, on her way to Austria, was it, in the winter during WW II? With a tea spoon. she buried them. She … Continue reading

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Boxing Day

Friday the thirteenth, actually.  Which I have to keep reminding myself, since I never really know what day it is—and so stand to miss the fun parts. Here is a short summation of my pitifulness: I cry over boxes.  Not … Continue reading

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Oh dear

Okay, I had heard about video trailers for books, but I’d never seen one till today: http://www.amazon.com/gp/mpd/permalink/mT9MAF49ROHU9 Oh, dear. More: http://www.amazon.com/gp/browse.html/ref=pe_66860_13491480_pe_t1/?node=2233760011 I mean, I didn’t even know there was a book called Going Bovine.  Now, I’m going to have nightmares … Continue reading

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Lake Drive

            When I first started writing the essays I used to send out to friends and fam through email, what I was sending was a sort of one sided conversation.  Before that, I was writing personal … Continue reading

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Addicted to color

           Ours is a working class neighborhood.  Nothing special.  Nothing to write home about – unless you’re making a study concerning the utter paucity of architectural aesthetic involved in tract-house design during the late nineteen seventies. … Continue reading

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Pigs and berries

            How did we already get to the middle of October?  I’m glad I already got the pumpkins, because if I hadn’t by now, I’d still be worrying about that, and still not having them.  I … Continue reading

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Portents and perplexity

            I love light.  Well, yeah, of course I love light.  But I mean in my yard.  I love the light in my yard.  Especially when there are storm clouds over the mountains, hanging over the … Continue reading

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You Look Like a Monkey~

Somehow over the years, all these traditions just showed up and took residence in our house. Birthday traditions.  Christmas ones.  Easter ones.  Some came from G’s family, some from mine. Some I made up myself.  I don’t know what I … Continue reading

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