Knock, knock

So, while Alex says that he likes school, getting him to practice reading is like pulling teeth from the inflamed gums of a carnivorous mammal who once had an impacted tooth extracted with no meds when he thought he was going to get a sanguine treat. As fate would have it, he needs the practice.… Continue reading Knock, knock

I’m In Love With a Poet

And I admit that I have a bit of a problem with my tendency toward hyperbole. But thanks to Barrelhouse, which I recently discovered, I also found the object of my hyperbolic love: Erica Miriam Fabri. Recently, at a meeting of my writing group, one of the writers said (and this is my paraphrasing) that… Continue reading I’m In Love With a Poet

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President Monroe

I don’t know what it was about this biography, The Last Founding Father: James Monroe and a Nation’s Call to Greatness, but every time I picked it up, something about it made me think, “Oh, James Monroe is so cute.” And then I followed it up with a sigh. This biography  made me realize just… Continue reading President Monroe

The Slippery Year

I am a sucker for those books that take you on a journey of someone’s year. Eat, Pray, Love; Plenty; Animal Vegetable Miracle; The Happiness Project. Are You There Vodka, It’s Me, Chelsea; Kiss and Tango; Cooking for Mr. Latte; I Loved, I Lost, I made Spaghetti. I just finished The Slippery Year. There are so… Continue reading The Slippery Year

General George Washington: A Military Life

I am almost embarrassed by the way I got sucked into General George Washington: A Military Life by Edward G. Lengel. I listened to it and was stricken by the frequent descriptions of President Washington’s physicality. I don’t have a problem thinking of these men, the presidents, as flesh-and-bones people. Just ask my writing group… Continue reading General George Washington: A Military Life

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Julie and Julia

Once upon a time, I wrote a poem that made some allusions to Julia Child’s sex life. When I workshopped the poem at my writing group, I saw some eyebrows raise at the very notion. Upon seeing the Julie and Julia film, I feel vindicated.  Watching Meryl Streep and Stanley Tucci play Julia and Paul… Continue reading Julie and Julia

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