The last time I felt warm was in August. I was sitting on the porch, in the shade, the cats in asymmetrical puddles at my feet, and we were all simply oppressed by the heat. We were dying of it. We were melting. And we didn’t even appreciate it. Since then, I’ve been cold. My…… Continue reading I have been cold forever and there is no end in sight.
I have a love/hate relationship with snow days. Yes, it’s nice to get a break from the morning rush, the forgotten karate bag, the school drop-off line. It’s nice to have the time to do the breakfast dishes before dinner dishes are created. It’s nice to have a third cup of coffee at my kitchen…… Continue reading Wintry Mix
New Year’s Resolutions. Because everyone else is doing it. Stop doing what everyone else is doing. It doesn’t make you a better person, just less recognizable. Do not worry so much when cats disappear. They usually aren’t dead, just on vacation. Quit thinking Facebook posts are true representations of other people’s lives, including your own.…… Continue reading New Year’s Day
Originally posted on Nerdy Book Club:
When I was about 12 years old, I decided to read A Midsummer Night’s Dream. My mom was impressed. We went to the library and picked it up, along with Hamlet, just because, and I carried them home with a reverence usually reserved for books by Madeleine L’Engle and…
I am a winter kind of person. I don’t ski, I don’t snowboard, and I fail every year to get my snow tires applied before the snow falls, but still–winter is grand. I love the whole being indoors thing. I love the need for sweaters and wool socks and fires in the fireplace. I love…… Continue reading The first weekend of winter arrives early and has nothing to do with snow.
I might have mentioned, I’m writing a book on Shakespeare and his plays and how they influence today’s world. Weirdly enough, it’s called Shakespeare: Investigate the Bard’s Influence on Today’s World. This is the third (published) book I’ve written, and it’s my favorite. My research process is reading great books and watching great movies, so…… Continue reading Shakespeare’s Skull: A Historical Whodunit
My middle son hates to read. He’s 11. He likes playing guitar, listening to music, skateboarding, building stuff, and being with friends. He’s not the kind of kid who sits quietly for extending periods of time. He gets decent grades and we never get notes home from teachers with any kind of warnings. He’s a…… Continue reading My kid hates to read and the world isn’t ending.