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Those Were the Good Old Days, And So Are These
On November 18, 2014 | 0 Comments

We are gearing up for a big transition at our house: In less than forty-eight hours, Will will be on his way to Madagascar, and we will be navigating life as a family of five– minus one.This means that there’s lots to do these days, and there’s lots to think about. Around the errands and […]

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Zombania
On November 15, 2014 | 0 Comments

http://nintendoenthusiast.com/feature-articles/zombies-on-nintendo-systems-through-the-generations/5490/ I have an excellent imagination. This is a great quality when casting about for a new bit of character development for a novel, but it’s a perfect nightmare when, say, I’ve made the foolish decision to watch The Ring. Yes, I saw it back there in the early 2000’s, on DVD and in the comfort of […]

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At Our House
On June 9, 2014 | 2 Comments

“How is your book doing?” she asked me, and I loved the question for the way she worded it: As if the book itself was doing, as if it had agency, a life of its own. As if, left to its own devices in my desk drawer, in my laptop files, it might nonetheless continue […]

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From Trees
On November 12, 2013 | 2 Comments

Every year it comes to this, I would imagine–though I can’t say I remember it, surprised as I am every time: the air cleared of humidity so you could see for miles if the way lay straight; the leaves in that state of going, that thinned-outness–falling or still clinging–that makes every breeze into its own […]

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It’s Long Because I’m Processing, Which is What Mothers Sometimes Do
On August 10, 2013 | 3 Comments

It was an indifferent Wednesday. A day of continued recovery (we had come home in the wee hours only the day before; my suitcase was still unpacked), a hot day, summer. A day of things for the kids to do elsewhere so that I could do the housework that awaited me, or maybe do some […]

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Boy
On May 20, 2013 | 3 Comments

It was a while ago now that he came in to the kitchen and stood next to me where I was stirring something on the stove.“Mom,” he said, “there are things about me that you don’t know.”“You’re right,” I said. He might have been nine or ten years old.  I wondered at the time if […]

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Y.O.L.O.
On April 28, 2013 | 4 Comments

I think some parents will do all kinds of things in order to spend time with our kids. We schlep them ourselves to soccer tournaments, rather than car-pooling, maybe, for that priceless car-talk-time. We sit on the edges of their beds in the dark, listening despite our (and her) late-night fatigue, because now is the time she […]

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Mother
On September 6, 2012 | 6 Comments

The day was looking good. Kids breakfasted and lunches bagged, they went off together to school. I had only one item on my calendar before the late afternoon’s rash of meets/games/matches, and yes, it appeared that a good writing day was ahead of me. An excellent writing day. I love those. Writing is, after all, […]

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Form, Balance, Joy
On June 24, 2012 | 0 Comments

Form A few weeks ago, I took my kids to the Alexander Calder exhibit at Duke’s Nasher Museum. This was the second of our “Mom-days,” a little summer practice I instituted last year when it became suddenly clear to me that, if I did not deliberately claim just a wee bit of my children’s time […]

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1.2.12
On January 2, 2012 | 3 Comments

I’ve loved January for a while now. It’s not that I don’t love December and all that those 31 days mean– I do. I love the Christmas tree and the decorations and the lights. And more than that, of course, I love Advent: the awareness of the waiting, the quietness of the birth, the miracle […]

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