Stealing Home
I admit it. It was I, on the street, with my bare hands. I stole a sprig of lilac. I have resisted the larcenous urge for more than a week. […]
I admit it. It was I, on the street, with my bare hands. I stole a sprig of lilac. I have resisted the larcenous urge for more than a week. […]
I had lunch with photographer Lisa Cohen this week. We’d never met–I was responding to an ask from an old friend who wanted to help Lisa get more notice for […]
Six months ago, I took a big cleansing breath and pushed October Run out into the world. Tonight, I’m heading over to a local book party in my honor and […]
I knew about as much about birthin’ books as I did babies. Us women are supposed to just know how it goes. Us writers are supposed to know how it goes. […]
I read World Voyagers in a fever. Literally. The solid 427-page book had rested on a side table since my friend Whistle (Virginia) Wood presented the tale of circumnavigation to […]
Tonight is the largest appearing moon of the year, here in our corner of Massachusetts. Maybe everywhere? I’m not an astronomy buff, but I am a bit moon crazy. […]