I saw this poster in a store window and thought. Correct: It’s never too late. Even the act of writing about childhood gives it color. So let’s write about our childhoods and lets think about writing in COLOR.
What is she waiting for? Her best friend? A ride to church? A man who might stand her up? What are you waiting for? After two years, I am no longer waiting for my daughters’ weddings. Last weekend our younger girl married in Detroit, Michigan. In October 2011–less than a year earlier–our older daughter married [...]
I love the work of artist, David Hockney. Pictured above is his paint trolley. I wish I had a trolley holding all my writing supplies. At a recent retreat, I wrote at the desk in my room. I rarely work at my desk at home. It’s too cluttered with piles of files and other stuff. [...]
Here are some things I learned early about money: It’s vulgar to ask how much something costs–a house, a car, a club membership, a scarf, a renovation. Never ask how much money someone makes. Don’t ever wonder aloud about the size of an inheritance. Do not squabble dividing a bill when you’re, say, out to [...]
List of 10 on eating out: 1. I have this thing about lunching out–I’m bad at it. Don’t like dinner out either. And I don’t do breakfast. 2. “No wonder I never got the jobs,” my friend Mary told me the other night–at a reception, not a dinner. “I ordered the wrong food at those [...]
ru·mi·nate [roo-muh-neyt] Show IPA verb, ru·mi·nat·ed, ru·mi·nat·ing. verb (used without object) 1. to chew the cud, as a ruminant. 2. to meditate or muse; ponder. About what do you ruminate? She checks the clock. Crap. 8:15. She’s going to be late again. How does this happen? No matter how early she gets up and how [...]
You might want to pick one of these objects and write about it. The other night I read my husband a piece by Daniel Jones, the NY Times Modern Love editor. We had a good laugh and then my guy said: “Are you telling me to shave my head?” “Well, no,” I said. “I just [...]