Beryl holds an ice cube in her hand as she sits in her closet. This is the first line of Audrey Schulman’s 1994 novel The Cage. Her main character is trying to imagine what it will be like to sit in thirty and forty below temperatures in the Arctic; she’s preparing herself as best she…
In pop culture this is a busy week that began with The Emmys. Zippy and I weren’t paying attention to the smile and cry set this year (caught up with the winners and losers the following day though) yet wondered why there wasn’t a category for his four-pawed or feathered brethren. It’s the start of…
Okay, I resisted going to the new Woody Allen movie. A lot of you did the same. Every weekend I need to be convinced to go to the movies. This wooing has to be so much better at grabbing people away from busy lives, exquisite home theaters with state of the art sound and vision, or…
In Memoriam… Figaro following us around the shed… Figaro 1999-2010 Lucille always willing to get wet… Lucille 1995-2008 Myrtle, part Irish Setter/German shepherd, a graceful mutt… Myrtle 1992-2008 The Girls quick to strike a pose… Myrtle, Lucille and Zippy puppy… …they taught him to be calm, and a gentle dog… Loper 1989-2000 and Roo (brothers)…
With all the start-ups out there, I think this is a time like the Renaissance. Not just one person doing great work, but so many feeding off one another. If you lived then, wouldn’t you go out and paint? – from Allegra Goodman’s The Cookbook Collector. I never know what book will stay in my…
This morning finds me working in two separate directions. My mind is split between two endeavors, and a third hovers behind these, just waiting to take over. So many walks, alone, or with my German Shepherd, Zippy, across the meadow, give me time to think about the characters in my own novel, the paths they…
So, as most people in the known literary and popular culture universe know, Stephen King published an original eStory, Mile 81, today. Even though there are no deer in the story, I imagined the monster driving by these two ghostly Bambinos and licking its chops (so the photo fits the eerie feeling and atmosphere…