Tag Archives: Harold
The Vicar’s Wife
The Vicar’s Wife, an upcoming novel by Katherine Swartz, tells two stories, both set in the same vicarage in the rural village of Goswell, but eighty years apart. One story is about Alice, who leaves Cambridge — one of my … Continue reading
Nightswimming
Harold and I live in a lovely, classic apartment building, with a small, rounded pool just outside our door. He goes to swim at lunch every day, and sometimes I go to the pool just to put my feet in the … Continue reading
Traffic Circle of Hell
Now there’s a roundabout on my way to work. I’ve been working offsite for a couple weeks, driving to Raleigh, and while I loved the school, I’ll admit to looking out at the 40 traffic sometimes and feeling like a … Continue reading
Star Trek: Rivals
Harold and I were reading in the coffeeshop when he came across this little feature on “Star Trek: Rivals” in Star Trek magazine. We were so thrilled to see it! We’ve been writing social content for the game for a … Continue reading
Treats
At the toy store, I was looking at E-Z-Bake cupcakes, mini icecream makers and other culinary cuteness, but Harold pointed out that I probably don’t need any of them because we have an entire kitchen for preparing treats. I was … Continue reading
MakerFaire NC
I have a new summer job, which is full-time teaching at Youth Digital Studios in Durham, so I’m getting up earlier and earlier to come in, and staying at work later and later to get ready and take notes on … Continue reading
Movies & Manhattan
Harold loves the old Incredible Hulk TV show. Last night, we watched an episode called Terror in Times Square, during which I ignored most of the plot to watch the lovely backgrounds of Manhattan. I liked trying to identify the … Continue reading
Bookcase
When I was in Brooklyn, and I asked Harold to come over and help me put my new bed together, I assumed he’d be done in a few minutes, and probably make a few modifications and improvements on the design. … Continue reading
Slow Boat
Got a review copy from an editor today. Sometimes Harold tells me that Brooklyn isn’t all that far away, but seeing a book that took two weeks to come from New York, and somehow got smashed, creased, and water damaged on … Continue reading
