Tag Archives: Books
So Fine And Subtle Were They
I have a short story, called So Fine And Subtle Were They, included in A Torn Page: 2012 Spring Short Fiction Anthology. That version’s on dead trees, there’s also a Kindle edition for reading on the subway. I’m so pleased … Continue reading
How My Mind Works
Caitlin and I decided to do NaNoWriMo, the novel-writing insanity. I’ve been doing really well on the daily wordcount goal, but I’m not so great with the discipline. Since I set out to write a novel, I’ve now completed two … Continue reading
In Transit
Packing (verb) — Throwing the absolute minimum amount of wash-in-the-sink-and-hang-dry t-shirts in a bag, so I can leave maximum space for hair products and books. Once again, I forgot to take my shampoo and conditioner and lotion and mouthwash and … Continue reading
Mr. Darcy Takes A Wife
It is a truth universally acknowledged that any Pride and Prejudice sequel will be a complete disaster. But like every other former English major, I’m so fascinated by Mr. Darcy that I can’t stop reading the knockoffs. Despite having highwaymen, attempted ravishment … Continue reading
Airline Math
When Stick and I were flying out to Denver, there was a problem with the TV screens on the plane, so no one could watch the movie. It was no trouble at all, because I hadn’t realized that there was … Continue reading
Bracing Mountain Air
Did you see the brand-new blog category? DENVER. Because we’re in Denver now, visiting Hugo and Diana. I’ve read that Denver is on a plateau in the middle of the Rocky Mountains, but that doesn’t really describe bumping into gorgeous … Continue reading
Reading List
A few weeks ago, Harold and I exchanged tweets (why is there no convenient usage for this?) about reading selections, and how revealing a reading list can be. My choices right now are skewed towards travel (No surprise that I … Continue reading
The Lovely Bones
The Lovely Bones, by Alice Sebold, begins by introducing the protagonist, Susie Salmon (like the fish, she reminds us), who is dead, murdered by a neighbor who’s made smalltalk with her parents a few times. As her community searches for … Continue reading
Waiting
Eight or nine years ago, I worked in a diner while on a, ahem, break from college. The Pioneer Valley is full of similar college-age breakers, finding themselves, forming bands, creating art, getting that awful first novel out of the … Continue reading
