Handing Over The September Baton, Or, Saturday Morning at 9:29am
Good morning! It’s September, a month for which I have a particular fondness. The 30th is my birthday. Hooray for me! (Excuse me, if aging
Good morning! It’s September, a month for which I have a particular fondness. The 30th is my birthday. Hooray for me! (Excuse me, if aging
A few weeks back, in our conversation about color, I mentioned ordering this dress. Elle est arrivée. (Details: I ordered a Medium, I could have
Planning. This summer, exhausted and gritty–as are we all after 2+ years of pandemic–and determined to See People, I made plans. First, Princeton reunions with my
Note: If you were intrigued by the Grae Cove dress I posted about last week, I want to let you know they tell me they are getting
I wanted to expand a little on having Sue “do” my colors. (Are things like this ever “done?” No, no they are not. They are
I started to call this post Banishing Arrogance, but multi-syllable words are a poor way to avoid that pride/fall thing. Let’s try this: I’m working
Right after I finish this blog post, I’m going to upload a PDF of my in-process second novel to a service that will send it
I have gone South, to spend the weekend with dear girlfriends. We are staying in a suite. The past 24 hours have been full of
Recently I read this article in the Washington Post, Why Optimists Live Longer than the Rest of Us. Briefly, it made a good case that
While I don’t care much for the term, “date night,” I’m quite fond of the phenomena itself and am therefore prepared to Move On from
It wasn’t a good night for sleep. If I could write about anything other than the United States’ Supreme Court decision on Roe v. Wade,
Tomorrow night in Milan the JW Anderson show will feature an installation of my son’s clothing/art. The announcement is here. That was a really great
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