It’s a real problem for the reading and book tracking obsessed: must you add books half-finished at the end of 2017 to that year’s tally (post-mortem, as it were), even if you don’t finish them until 2018, or is it morally justified migrating them to first reads of 2018? My Code of Ethics Regarding… Read More Reading at the tail end of 2017: Ethical dilemmas thereof, and the future of my blog
Quiet in my house this Christmas Eve. In the oven baking is a frozen beef and stout pie, in the fridge a six-pack of Stella Artois – an appropriately light drink with such heavy food. It smells wonderful, and suits my resistance to anything resembling actual cooking. This year, especially. Yes, okay, every year. Whatever. Shut… Read More Happy Christmas Eve.
Let’s face it: no one knows which books I want at the holidays. Used to be I owned thousands and no one could tell what I didn’t already have. Now that my library’s so small, it’s what haven’t you already read… Plus, I only exchange gifts with my kids, so there’s that. They figure I… Read More Merry Booksmas! Books I’m gifting to me this year.
I didn’t keep very good track of what I read this year. I can’t imagine why, can you? It’s not like I was busy leaving one life and starting another, traveling and seeing the world – coming back to the States and starting everything all over again. Just no good excuse at all… Read More 2017 Reads: A Recap of best reads
Busy as hell; such is the nature of December. It’s the holiday season, the time of year I most dread. The rush of it, the commercialism no one bothers pretending isn’t the reason for the season anymore, the crowds and the rush. I cannot bear a crush of people. This is why I shop online.… Read More December: let the navel gazing begin!
I can tell you all about writing avoidance, ducking deadlines a specialty. Years spent working my arse off building creds lead to the point I’m at now, largely taking for granted review books still flowing in unabated, despite my sharp fall-off in actual production. Ding dong! Another package, toss it on the pile.… Read More writing sabotage: ask the master!
When you haven’t blogged for a fairly significant amount of time it’s all the harder writing a new post – partly due to the drag of guilt. Falling terribly behind, in this and obligations in general, embarrasses and discourages me. The longer a thing lies dormant, the bigger it looms. Ultimately, it’s a goddamn blog,… Read More On the horizon: the next big thing
This topic keeps recurring for me. It’s a current focus of my life, a daily practice, as I continue the nesting process. It’s also an about-face, a total change from the old me. Post-Scotland, I am not the person I was. I can’t immediately think of one way this isn’t a positive. For years I’ve… Read More The moral (and mental) rightness of minimalism: more lessons learned
“We don’t necessarily know how to hear stories about any kind of violence, because it is hard to accept that violence is as simple as it is complicated, that you can love someone who hurts you, that you can stay with someone who hurts you, that you can be hurt by someone who loves you,… Read More Our bodies our punching bags: Roxane Gay’s ‘Hunger’
I miss the good old days when I had me a rich husband to pay for my subscription to the Sunday New York Times. There’s nothing on earth like a thick slab of newsprint slamming onto your driveway once a week, leaving a rectangle-shaped imprint in the asphalt. Even once I peeled off the sections… Read More A little book therapy goes a long way.