Those Bob Seger lyrics aren’t about what I’d thought they were about. Well, yes, there’s that. The song was released in 1976, the year my sister turned sweet sixteen and Dad gave her the red TR6. I was eight years old. Astounding. I remember snickering at the implications of what “night moves” meant in the […]
Nobel Prize in Physics!
I know I just posted yesterday, but I want to tell everyone right away. The guy who runs Finn’s project won the Nobel Prize in Physics!! In an interview cited by the New York Times, the laureate said that his work was the result of a “large collaboration” with other researchers. That’s Finn! Soon he’ll […]
My Retiree Monday: From an AI-Designed House to the Last Kayak Run of the Year
My final day of sloth this summer I spent finishing my stupid AI house renovation design and kayaking under a clear sky.
Weird Nomad Habits We Still Keep (and Some We’ve Dropped)
I’ve been thinking about household habits: ones I had when I lived in a house for the better part of my life, ones I had when I lived in the Airstream and we travelled all the time, and ones I’m developing now that I’m back in a house. Their changes mirror my life’s changes in ways I would not have predicted.
My Short Story of Infinite Jest
Now that I’m kayaking less as well as seeing fewer bands play outside, I’ve wanted to write more, and my manuscript work is less writing, more research, which I hate. So, when Kari from A Grace Full Life asked me about the story behind spending a weekend with writer David Foster Wallace, no less while […]
The Next Steps Inside My Soul
Dragging myself towards an organized interior, now that fall is inescapable.
The Final Day of the Best Summer
A final summer’s end post about the ultimate coin toss: Would I choose to leave the road, now that I’ve enjoyed summer so much? Plus, a house renovation update.
Strega Nona’s Tomato Vines
Even though Daddy had a giant garden on our land in Virginia, one where each spring he’d put a shovel full of horse manure from the barn in a hole under each tomato cage, even though Momma every fall would pickle and can and freeze and preserve, and even though throughout the summer I’d sit […]
Conveying Emotion
I once had a quick text conversation that stays with me; it was about types of visual art. The friend I was texting with puts abstract art on her walls that I don’t like, myself, but it’s not my house, so who cares? She also has begun painting with watercolors, as have two other newly […]
Chapter 1a: March 2020, Central Virginia
[I’ve previously published the introduction here in this blog.] Have you ever done the exact opposite of what was good for you? I don’t mean something small, like staying up all night by yourself (as a grown woman) watching the BBC’s Pride and Prejudice while you cut off your dreadlocks. I’m talking something big. A […]
