My apologies for the internet hiatusses – hiati – hiatii…? Potboiling I have been hard at work on The Potboiler – the adventure novel that will earn us enough money to move out of the suburbs onto a 1 acre piece of land… Ph.D. This sudden spurt of energy was released by my decision to quit my …
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Philip Lorca di Corcia’s picture, again
That picture, again…: the tensions. We are looking at them, intensely, but they have their backs to us, unaware, busy. They are public now, in all their nakedness, but their interaction is most private, hidden from us. The mother is washing the child (a foot), but no one (but the jet of water) is washing her. The water isn’t …
Cleaning?
Twice this week (already) I’ve apologized to visiting friends about the state of our place. I never used to do this. It’s even my policy not to do this: I’d rather play with Amie, read a chapter of a good book, or write a couple of lines, than obsess about the dust bunnies floating free under …
Wanting Another Child
Is one enough? We are asked quite often if we want a second child. It’s a tough question. As for myself, I always envisioned three: two of our own and one adopted. But I don’t have time on my side: I am already 35, and I don’t think Amie is ready for a younger sibling …
I and You: Mastering Personal Pronouns
I and You Amie is now in the habit of formulating descriptions of what she is doing as follows: “Are you x-ing?” She does this in imitation of our own (incessant) questions about and observations of what she is doing, and because she is struggling with the personal pronouns “you” and “I” and “me”. Once …
Compost Dream Replaced by Other Dream
Compost Dreams Dashed The vote is in and it’s a veto: the majority of the Trustees of our condominium have said no to our composting bin idea. The first one was personally against it, the second one would dearly like to do it herself, but she knew many other residents would revolt. The third and …
The Fetus Fone and other Pregnant Fantasies
The Baby Tote When I was pregnant with Amie, I often amused myself thinking up all kinds of ways to make the pregnancy easier on us. For instance, later on in our pregnancies, when the weight begins to pull our spines out of allignment and our back muscles out of shape, when all those vital organs need …
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Recycling Comic Strip
Comic strip experiment This is an experiment. On a Previous Blog I published a comic strip once in a while to illustrate the funnier side of our life. It was the (only?)Â part of the Previous Blog that most of my readers liked. I hope to make more of them and publish them here. The biggest …
Her nose
Yesterday in bed, while gazing upon her sleeping face – so close by, her breath stirring the little hairs on my cheek – I wondered: “Whose nose will she have?” Her nose still has the infant’s buttonlike quality, but it is slowly taking on a character of its own. Just like the rest of her …
Everything in its time
(Written in Fall 2006) I like to eat what the season brings to the market. I like to get food straight from the farmer. If the June rains washed away his winter plantings of brocolli and the deer ate his tomatoes, I’ll eat kale instead. Amie and I visit the Farmers’ Market every week. I …