Thoughts on growth from a woman who recently bought flavored popcorn described on the packaging as “baconesque.”

“But surely to tell these tall tales and others like them would be to speed the myth, the wicked lie, that the past is always tense and the future, perfect.” — White Teeth * * * * * The other day I walked into an empty public restroom — blindingly white with the sort of … Continue reading Thoughts on growth from a woman who recently bought flavored popcorn described on the packaging as “baconesque.”

Worlds in cars.

While driving three of my high schoolers back to their campus after a writing conference, one of them leans forward from the back seat and announces to the others, “She’s driving BAREFOOT!” And his comrades crane their necks to look at my naked feet. Over their laughter, with feigned offense, I try to explain that … Continue reading Worlds in cars.

An urgent book recommendation for yokels, nerds, and lovers of words.

That rib-rattling sound you hear is me clanging a very heavy and serious-looking brass bell to commemorate my inaugural Emergency Book Recommendation. CLANG! Last week I innocently ordered the book Madness, Rack, and Honey for an upcoming cross-country flight. A nervous and woeful flyer, I rely heavily on literary treats that are engrossing enough to distract, … Continue reading An urgent book recommendation for yokels, nerds, and lovers of words.

Let the bad times roll…over all your dreams and wishes.

Recently I’ve had a few blisteringly bad days. You know this pain, too, surely: they aren’t hair-related or job-related or anything fixed with a good cookie or cry; it’s Big Stuff. And that’s never fun, albeit part of this whole being alive thing. {Is it actually possible to reach the zen place I imagine Tina Fey inhabiting, … Continue reading Let the bad times roll…over all your dreams and wishes.

Come on, summer. These books and snacks aren’t going to gobble themselves.

Let’s start with the storms. Six days in a row of leaden clouds and crackling sky. The first day I was on a neighborhood walk at dawn when a gentle sprinkle turned, within minutes, to a heaving downpour. I ran home, thrilled to be the only person outside, the only person seemingly awake. I stood on … Continue reading Come on, summer. These books and snacks aren’t going to gobble themselves.