Holidays are now official. We’re chilling in Nana’s house. Presents are (mostly) wrapped and under the tree. Other family members and friends are dropping by for a visit. One of the things and parenting in a culture that is different from the one in which I grew up is that I get to experience some…
I seem to be cursed with having extremely literary friends. I know several who have written books at this stage. Some are self-published, some are gaining steam in the traditional publishing world. Some are in the process of writing or shopping agents. I don’t mean this in a dismissive way of “oh everyone is writing…
Anyone who hasn’t been living under a rock these days has noticed that there’s a new laser-focus in the mainstream media and on social media on the topic of sexual harassment. It’s been slowly building up steam for a while, leading up to the most recent #MeToo campaign to highlight how wide spread the issue…
I have an old teddy bear that’s travelled all over with me since a a close friend of mine gifted it to me for Valentine’s Day my second year of high school. That makes Teddy old enough to drink in America and run for public office in Ireland. He’s even had at least one heart…
I’m not very good at gifts. I actually get pretty stressed about this whenever it comes to birthdays or Christmas because I hate buying gifts just for the sake of having something to give when I’m really not certain that it’s something the other person really wants. However, sometimes inspiration or serendipity strikes and I…
At one point this past weekend I found myself in a bookstore looking for something very specific. In the end, I didn’t find what I was looking for, however, I did get lost in the children’s section in anticipation of Hawkeye’s upcoming third birthday. I have been struggling at the local library with finding books…
Hello, Internet. Meet Stick. Stick, this is Internet. Stick is our new obsession. Hawkeye’s forever picking out a stick whenever we go to places like a park or a garden and then spends the rest of the time waving it around and turning it into all sorts of imaginary props. The trick for us, most…
I woke up this morning to a message from my mother asking me a question: “У меня полночь. Я только что прочла твой последний блог и у меня возник вопрос к тебе. Когда ты успеваешь найти идею для блога, а потом эту идею развить и написать маленький рассказ, который легко и интересно читать?” “I just…
I forgot about this little gem from our holidays. This is not the best recitation Hawkeye has done, but it’s the only one I have on video. We stop by the library every few weeks to try new books, and the last time I was there I picked up this volume in the hopes of…
If you ever find yourself in the deep, dark wood and a mouse offers to play poker with you, I highly recommend that you politely say no and get the hell out of there. The mouse will take you for all you’ve got. The mouse knows where it’s at. When it comes to poker, knowing…
The Feathered Rose 