Category Archives: Living

Where Words Come From

Tonight at dusk I wandered for a little while in the wooded park behind our new apartment building, where except for the distant roar of freeway traffic and the occasional like-minded, back-trails hiker I get to feel totally alone. I gulped in the smell of dirt and trees and berries and flowers, and I closed [...]

Deadbeat Blogger

I’ve been doing a lot lately. Not blogging, obviously, or any other kind of writing (unless you count addressing envelopes). Not reading. Not going out for dinners and drinks and movies. Not taking walks.
I have been intensely stressed out, mostly in the name of bridesmaid dresses and perfect invitation wording and the outrageous cost of [...]

Back and Babyrific

Okay, so I’ve broken my promise already. I swore I would write more often, but I haven’t so much as paused here for almost two full weeks. How will you ever trust me again?
Actually, I’m hoping you won’t hold me entirely responsible for this last lapse. I started to write something a week ago, but [...]

Squandering the Weather

Today while I worked at the bookstore, the biggest snowstorm of the year hit Minnesota. It whitewashed the air, flocked the trees, drifted thickly over the ground, and obscured my view of…the Snyder’s drugstore across the street.
I love the weather; love its colors and textures, the sounds it makes, and how it changes the landscape. [...]

Decidedly Less Humble

So. I’ve moved. There are several reasons behind my decision to do so, foremost among them being that Jonathan suggested it and then offered to do all the heavy lifting. I simply don’t have the skills to make a web page look like this, so if you think it’s pretty, direct your compliments to him.
Jonathan’s [...]