Monthly Archives: March 2009

every minute

A second works fine for me as a second.  A minute works as a minute.  After all, they’re so short, what should we expect. And a day works as a day.  Long enough.  At the end of one, I’m ready … Continue reading

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before and after

Before and After by Rosellen Brown was published in 1992.  I read it in August of 2006 and gave it to everyone I knew for Christmas.  It’s about a marriage and a family. It’s narrated in alternating chapters primarily by the … Continue reading

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the wash

There’s something about the wash hanging outside a window that pulls me toward it–almost like the feeling I have for row houses.  ”The task of finding your key images is lifework,” Georgia Heard wrote. Oddly, though, with the wash, it’s the differences that attract me; whereas … Continue reading

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from rome

“Travel brings out my need for order.”  Picturing the Wreck by Dani Shapiro Boarding passes, passports, confirmations.   Scarves, coats, coffees, carry-ons.  Phones, laptops, ipods, kindles. Chargers, adapters, converters. And then there are the liquids separated from the case that usually holds … Continue reading

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from positano

From Le Sirenuse, a hotel in Positano, Italy, that, in the dark green leather stationary folder, includes a bookmark.  Imagine that.  In a place as beautiful as this, that tiny nudge to pick up a book and read. Only after I take in … Continue reading

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from the skies over paris

“I’m so busy scribbling and crossing out I almost miss … More and more the moments come to me: how much can the right word do?” from “The Notebook” by Mary Oliver House of Light

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from st. andrews

“Welcome to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books, Daniel.” “When a library disappears, or a bookshop closes down, when a book is consigned to oblivion, those of us who know this place, its guardians, make sure that it gets here.  In this … Continue reading

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that sinking feeling

In Georgia Heard’s book, The Revision Toolbox, she writes about “the sinking feeling that a writer gets after she reads her piece of writing and realizes that it’s not quite right.”  But to me, the more important sinking feeling is … Continue reading

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it’s coming…

Sunny and 75 today–it is coming. Spring fever, spring break, spring board… Spring into action… Somewhere   a black bear     has just risen from sleep       and is staring down the mountain from “Spring” by Mary Oliver in House … Continue reading

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about a marriage

As I was reading Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates, I felt as if I were looking through a peep-hole into another couple’s marriage.  An amazing feat since it’s written in the third person.  Listen to the inside of Frank’s head: … Continue reading

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