Suprise Me

Rob says, okay John, you get to lead the way back, and I smile and giggle and I say are you sure, and he says sure. Read More

I already knew how to read when I got to kindergarten. I could write my first name in capital letters. I also knew colors and numbers and days of the week. This was partly because my sisters thought it was fun to teach me, and partly because, as the third child in the family, I… Read More

I would go to bed half dressed in a tee shirt, and at the first sound of the alarm, quietly roll my legs over the edge of my top bunk and slide onto the floor, already standing, trying not to disturb the roommate.  Read More

Ulysses  Please don’t think I’m an insufferable literary snob if I tell you I’ve read Ulysses several times.   But in fact I have,  and I think it’s indeed a masterpiece,  and not at all as hard to read and understand as you may have been led to believe.  (See My Love Affair with James Joyce)… Read More

I decided this time to look at the flip side of the coin and write about my own experience as an aunt. Read More

Well, since this is a prompt about shoes, I figured that a pair of stories would be fitting. The first one is an excerpt from my book. The Red Shoes They were fire-engine red. Cherries in the snow red, million-dollar red; movie star pouty lips, just like on Mad Men red—an I-mean-business red. They had… Read More

Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow was Bill Clinton's campaign song. Read More

My title 'All Four Of My Grandparents Are Refugees' is true, kind of. Read More

Now when someone asks what I do, I answer for myself. I’m unretired and I’m writing and having a blast. Read More

We managed to see our share of the Saturday kids’ programs, endless varieties of Westerns, the stereotypical Ozzie and Harriet sitcoms, variety shows and increasingly, the news. Read More