Tag Archives: reading

Day #323 Bereft**

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…

Day #272 Growing up with books

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…

Day #237 The Ideas Fairy

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…

Day #178 Of jigsaws, books, and vegemite (an ode to Mem Fox)

The code word of the weekend is minimum effort. Whatever it takes to get through Saturday and Sunday with a rambunctious, rocket-powered toddler and two wrung-out, sick parents. Whether it’s ice cream for breakfast or dinner in front of the TV, if a token effort to dissuade the wee beastie isn’t working, I am taking…

Day #140 Oh no, not the monkeys again!

I would first of all like to say that this post was planned before I woke up this morning to the events in Manchester City. I dithered about changing the topic. Something really somber? Something else entirely that’s 100% feel-good? In the end, I went with what I planned originally because it’s actually terrifyingly topical,…