My husband and I have begun crabbing. Or, more precisely, we’ve begun to try to crab. This is perhaps not something you expected to hear.
I don’t know about you, but I love recommendations from online friends. The world is crammed full of “recommendation engines” so it’s nice to come
WORK. This is the work of my son, in fact. This is a photo of Jonathan Anderson, of Loewe, J.W. Anderson and many other inspirations
Thursday night, I went to the theater. That wasn’t me on the stage. This was, in front of a clothes hanger hanging on my shoe
In pursuit of understanding how to write genre fiction, I have read very much of it these past few years. I now know that I
Let’s revisit the age-old practice of a Shout Out. Remember? Remember always making sure we supported our Internet friends and colleagues? Why yes, I do
First things first, as I want you to see this show if you are so inclined. My son’s gallery exhibition, “Reading,” runs through next Saturday
It’s hard to know, these days, the role of hope, and if hope is appropriate, where? I don’t have the answers. However, I do have
The Sturdy Gal didn’t expect this. That someone, who in fact she raised, as much as one person can raise the mystery of another, would
I would like to invite you to follow me on my second Instagram account, @lisa.carnochan.writes. Ironically, although both my @amidprivilege Instagram and Twitter accounts are
So I was putting together a post on linen bedding, because I need a new duvet cover, and I suddenly knew with overwhelming certainty that
A few notes on entertainment. What’s myth? What’s reality? What do those terms mean in the context of narrative? Oh never mind theory. I have
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