I don’t know if that’s a good title. It sounds more like I have thoughts about summer, whether that’s the sweltering heat and humidity or just not being in school. Maybe about the fact that technically I’m in the summer of my life as I’m to old for spring and too young for fall. Oh … Continue reading
That title almost sounds like a tragedy is about to be recorded here. And I suppose there is something bittersweet about the topic of this blog entry, but I think the focus should be on the ‘sweet’ part of bittersweet. Continue reading
I’m 34 1/2 years old. Yes, I include the half because it still matters to me. 34…isn’t what I’d call old by any means, but it definitely isn’t young. Not by society standards, and certainly not to those who are younger. For a lot of our society, turning 30 (especially as a woman for whatever … Continue reading
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Coming home always sounds like it will be restful. I mean, it’s home, where my parents are. Where my room from high school days is empty with only a bed to mark that I was there. It’s in the South, where as you know, things just move slower. It’s not where my present life is, … Continue reading
A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams (who was not from Tennessee, by the way). Another reread. And also again for teaching it in my American Literature class. I finished it awhile ago, but wanted to get through the discussion with my students before I posted. I don’t have a group of adults locally to … Continue reading
Over at Brinda Berry (another Etopia Press YA author)’s blog. It’s a terrific interview. I loved her questions. Well, I’m back in Illinois. As of last night. What a drive: eleven hours. And I left Margie (my dog if you’re new here) back with my parents for a few months because I have some trips … Continue reading
