Looks? Sure, they matter. Health? Naturally. Money? Stuff? Of course. We all have to eat, right? Yet I look around my little house and the way I count my riches has to do with stacks of books on my bedroom floor – eighteen of them – an assortment of references and magazines that have overflowed […]
Comely Comestibles (Food In The News)
How could I resist when I found both pickles and chocolate in my morning browsing of the New York Times online, especially with my own periodic pondering on warped views of food, femininity, not to mention fiscal fitness? Stopping by an opinion piece I thought dealt with economics – (it was illustrated by what appears […]
Of Sons And Futures
I can’t tell you when it started or what I did to warrant it because I do not know. Yet I always assumed I must have done something to initiate such disdain, such derision, and the tussling that frequently finished with me in bruises and tears, and him – indifferent, as he walked away, with […]
The Itch
London. San Francisco. Paris, of course. Mentions of Melbourne, moments in Mexico, photographs of Phoenix. Even if I never leave my little burg (of several million), I’m inclined to play the part of an armchair voyager, bound for locales that I’d like to visit, and others where I’ve lived and I dream of returning. And […]
Sometimes, You Give In
I am dreaming of Hillary Rodham Clinton and the face I see is the one I remember with clarity: she is bright and youthful, her hair pulled back and secured by a head band, her earnest expression we come to know at the beginning of her husband’s first presidential campaign. And in the dream I […]
Is LOVE A Four Letter Word?
Does the word “LOVE” do more harm than good?
When Sound Bites Bite Back
A diet of sound bites means malnourished news.
There’s Living, and There’s Writing About Living
“We’re living together,” he says. “What do you mean?” He touches my elbow. I stop and turn back to him. He slides me out of the way as an older woman eases past with her cart. His eyebrows are raised and his face is open. “Well, aren’t we? We’re together when we wake. We’re together […]
What Would You Become?
I wanted to be a dancer, an artist, a fashion designer. More than anything, I aspired to become a writer. I imagined that I might try on each of these roles and perhaps even simultaneously. When I was young, like the rest of us, I wove my futures from child-like fabric without knowledge of complexities, […]
Lounge Act
There have been tens of thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands. From the widely known to the utterly obscure. Occasionally the brunt of jokes but always atmospheric, one way or another. And usually, encouraging us to relax in spite of ourselves. It’s my new Go-To Dream Job. My Next Big Thing. My Scandalous Ambition. Lounge Act. […]