I don’t expect many of you to be reading my blog on Christmas Day. But this blog is actually a gift for my dad, so it must be posted today. And you get to behold it along with him! Looking back at this year’s posts, I realize I only cryptically discussed my Harper Lee Year … Continue reading For the Judge
In May of 2017 I began leading a writing workshop within the Providence Writers Guild, a group that had been meeting for years, and we needed a name to differentiate ourselves from the original group. Since we meet on Tuesdays, we decided to call ourselves The Tuesday Tipplers. (We intended to incorporate the word “writer/writing” … Continue reading A Writer’s Secret Santa: Most Amazing Gift Ever
I knew before I boarded the plane for Greece this year that I wanted to get a tattoo, but it wasn’t until a week into my trip that I knew what I wanted to get: a quote from Seferis, the Greek poet who was exiled from his home for 28 years. His quote is this: … Continue reading Getting a Greek Tattoo
Back in the day–when I walked uphill two miles both ways and wrote blogs on a regular basis–I felt less pressure to say something profound when I started a blog post, such as: “Hi, Readers. It realize it’s been 99 days since I last posted a blog, but I’ve been waiting until this very moment … Continue reading The Great Thanksgiving
I finally got the call that I’d been waiting for, the one I’ve been training for since graduate school, when I really perfected my craft of eating ice cream: I was asked to be a judge for the 2nd annual RI Food Fights Best Scoop Shop contest. Just a little background: RI Food Fights is, … Continue reading My Life as an Ice Cream Judge
(wait for it…) Yes, wait. The saying is true. Good things are happening and I think it’s time for my blog to get a facelift. I’m sensing a change—not just my address or current country (although that will be changing soon enough), but in the energy of the universe. This will be the summer of … Continue reading Good Things Come To Those Who….
I became a fan of David Sedaris a decade ago, when I was in graduate school and my then-boyfriend introduced me to him. “I think you’ll like this guy,” he said. “He’s funny.” And he handed me a stack of David Sedaris books. David–whom I’m on a first name basis with now that we’ve had … Continue reading An Evening with David Sedaris