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The First Sweet Waft of Dying

As the equinox approaches, the first sweet waft of the dying summer teases Isaac’s nose. For weeks, they’ve walked though damp heat in the day and the chill kiss of dew on the foliage at the dawn. Farm land rolling … Continue reading →

Five True Things

Boardwalk Empire followed by Breaking Bad. That has been my evening. Bloodthirsty and deep, y’all. I hinted on Facebook recently that there was a big collaboration on the horizon. There is. Andra alluded to it today. These ladies are all … Continue reading →

Hungry Ghosts: A Review

Hungry Ghosts by John Dolan My rating: 5 of 5 stars I confess, I am a little in love with David Braddock. Rough around the edges, consumed with guilt, clever and wickedly witty… damaged and dented and so very appealing. … Continue reading →

To Quote A Wise and Fictional Man

Another possible title for this post would be: Why I haven’t been around all summer. Or: Word vomit. And the quote? It’s at the end. Sometimes I think I am the only mother in the world who casts her little … Continue reading →

Five True Things

So, blogging… yeah. This feels weird. Five True Things is back! And I feel like maybe I am, too. Mandy is coming in FIVE DAYS. My house is as clean as it ever gets. I mowed and … Continue reading →

Five True Things

The beach inspires me. I never remember that until I’m here. I took a walk along the high tide linewith Leonard Cohen on my iPod, and a character joined me. This is one of the best feelings in the world, … Continue reading →

I Dreamed and Dreamed and Woke Exhausted

It’s kind of backwards-feeling, posting something from one’s Tumblr to one’s blog after the fact, but I can’t not share. It’s a pathologic need. I dreamed of cockroaches in a minivan, and a corporate highrise palace. I dreamed of five … Continue reading →

Shades of Before

Human memory is long, their grandfather said. Two generations of children had inherited the Burned World — their children’s faces were equally Other and human, but still some stories, some ghosts, lived on. Ghosts of place, shades of Before, anchored … Continue reading →

Five True Things

A quickie tonight – god, I almost forgot entirely! Five True Things: Curses! Edition: I put off showering until just before bed. Curses! I put off the dishes until just before bed. Curses! I didn’t write much at all this … Continue reading →

Five True Things

Poet Loren Kleinman interviewed me on her author site, and you can read it here. It’s hot, but my pug still insists on snuggling. I’m brewing a big pitcher of Pioneer Woman’s ice coffee recipe. And a small batch of … Continue reading →