Do you ever need to look something up online, but you don't have even the faintest idea what to call it? This has happened to me twice recently. I'm notoriously bad at word recall–more so since the arrival of The Child and corresponding departure of Anywhere Near Enough Sleep To Support Average Brain Function–and this sometimes makes Googling into...
I'll admit, I'm not usually a big consumer of novellas. Pick a lane, author! I've been known to scoff (silently, in my head, and mostly just kidding). When I'm searching for my next read, I usually want something meatier than a novella. I want to spend a lot of time in a story. On the other hand, if...
This fall, my department at school had a lovely "staff meeting" during which we went outside, made a campfire, and took turns reading some of our favorite poems. The wood was wet and smoky, so by the time we went back inside we all reeked of campfire. My jacket smelled for weeks--a not entirely unwelcome outcome.
I heard this song, written by Scottish band the Waterboys, on The Point (independent radio station out of Montpelier-- another cool thing, by the way) a few days ago. As often happens when I am in the car and want to remember something, I promptly forgot about it. But it came back to me later-- the lyrics are just so...