In: Journal
2 May 2006My life has a habit of turning upside down periodically. I feel like I’ve led several different lives in these almost-sixty years, and I’m about to enter another one. It’s scary-exciting, but mostly exciting. One son is moving here with his wife from two thousand miles away. The other son is moving two thousand miles [...]
In: Journal
7 Apr 2006As molesting scenes go, it was fairly innocuous. I was eleven, with barely budding bosoms, swimming at Crystal Lake with some girls I had found there, while Mom napped in the car not far away. This had gotten to be an almost-daily routine for us in the summer, a way for me to get out [...]
In: Journal
3 Apr 2006In the interest of providing you with SOMETHING to read despite my massive writer’s block, I give you an old journal entry… Monday, Oct. 11, 2004 — afternoon of housesitting at Nicole’s I’ve spent most of the day out here on the porch, eating, reading and napping. It’s a glorious fall day, sunny and warm, [...]
In: Foodaholic|Journal
31 Jan 2006Day Five At least half of the battle, when you stop stuffing your face with carbs, sugar–and in my case, gluten–is figuring out what to do with all the time that suddenly looms before you. People who don’t have this problem will not understand, but it feels like waking up from a lovely dream to [...]
[WARNING: BORING MEDICAL DETAILS AHEAD] I finally called the doctor and made an appointment a couple of weeks ago, after scaring myself at the post office. Nothing big, I just had a sudden, raging thirst and absolutely KNEW that I had to get home for a drink of water IMMEDIATELY. I suppose I could have [...]
I'm not really famous. In case you were wondering. But I tried. I once believed that fame makes you real - a perversion of "The Velveteen Rabbit" theme that love makes you real. Guess I equated fame with love. Sad. You can read more about that here.