Like you, I am prone to attacks of the Whatifs. WHATIF Last night, while I lay thinking here, Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear And pranced and partied all night long And sang their same old Whatif song: Whatif I’m dumb in school? Whatif they’ve closed the swimming pool? Whatif I get beat up? Whatif … Continue reading I’m worried about my eyes
“We Americans,” he said, “like change. It is at once our weakness and our strength.” – W. Somerset Maugham I am reading too many books right now. I generally only read one book at a time. Well, amend that. I am more comfortable only reading one book at a time. When I was younger and … Continue reading But I’m a monogamist!
I’ve got a confession to make. Despite being an avid reader, I rarely buy books. Almost everything I read, I borrow from the library, from a friend, re-read from our book shelves, or am given as a gift. And I feel bad about this. This year, I was curious about my reading habits and decided … Continue reading Library Confessions
In general, my memory is pretty terrible. I remember books; I remember their stories, their characters, whether I enjoyed the work or not. But I rarely remember details of the circumstances under which I read them: where I was sitting, what was around me, the physical, sensory scene in my real life. But sometimes the … Continue reading The ultimate reading experience: when your real life setting jibes with (or opposes) the one in your book
“In the morning I walked down the Boulevard to the rue Soufflot for coffee and brioche. It was a fine morning. The horse-chestnut trees in the Luxembourg gardens were in bloom. There was the pleasant early-morning feeling of a hot day. I read the papers with the coffee and then smoked a cigarette. The flower-women … Continue reading Dystopia – to go or not to go?
I have been stumped by a question that, for a Southern woman who reads a lot of books, should be easy: who are your some of your favorite Southern women writers? I saw the question on the Facebook page for a journal that published one of my essays earlier this year. With my fingertips poised … Continue reading Reading Southern Women