“We cannot say, ‘It was my imagination,’ because three other people were there too.” “I could say,” Eleanor put in, smiling, “ ‘All three of you are in my imagination; none of this is real.’ ” -Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House I just read The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson, and … Continue reading The Haunting of Hill House: Holy Crap.
I was drinking tea a while back – a blend of white tea, orange peel, and exotic spices – and as I stood over the cup, pouring steaming water over the leaves, a delicate fragrance bloomed into my nostrils, and I was in the elegant Orient. I remember the day we bought the tea. I … Continue reading A world of pleasure. In my nostrils.
I sat at the kitchen table with my journal, and when I looked up, I saw hand prints on the glass door, horizontal lines of blinds, square pattern of tiles, vertical lines of the fence. There were shoes strewn about on the porch, trikes parked haphazardly, toys littered everywhere. If I turned my eyes back … Continue reading Too much to see
When we lived in Minnesota, we enrolled our daughter in the state sponsored Early Childhood Family Education (ECFE) program. We paid a small fee, sent her to preschool two mornings per week, and twice a month I joined her in her classroom. On parent days, the moms would spend an hour with our kids, then … Continue reading We talked to our kids about sex
A man without a wife can be lonely in a big black Mercedes, no matter how many readers he has. – Howard Jacobson Have you ever read a book that just didn’t do it for you, but had one character, one scene, or one line that has stuck with you forever? You’re going through life, … Continue reading Have you ever learned a critical lesson from an only okay book?
This is what it sounds like in my head when I go for a run. 00:13 Jesus Christ it smells like cow shit. 00:42 I’ve still got goosebumps. I knew I should have worn running tights. 00:57 That was smart of me to leave my hair down. At least my neck is warm. 06:23 Oh … Continue reading 32 minutes of work for one minute of silence