Sneak Attack

"'If you place two living heart cells from different people in a Petrie dish, they will in time find and maintain a third and common beat.' -- Molly Vass "This biological fact holds the secret of all relationship. It is cellular proof that beneath any resistance we might pose and beyond all our attempts that... Continue Reading →

Leave it to Doyle

I have recently begun a small series of rearrangings in an effort to slow the entropy of householding and acquisitions. Books in their shelves, DVDs in their own, the abject horror that is the Pyrex lid drawer. This is, I suppose, an expected consequence of my recent return to full-time housewifery and writing, a likely... Continue Reading →

It’s coming

Ran home from a few hours of work today to revel in the sunshine and warmth before it fizzles. First, I spent a frenzied 15 minutes trying to shovel out the front deck. Why? Well, this: You may not recognize it, but this is the view from the front windows less than a week ago.... Continue Reading →

Huh

I’ve never sat writing in my winter boots before, at least not inside. I’ve also never, not to my memory, burped up chocolate guacamole, which also just happened, but that is beside the point. I’m here writing in my clunky winter boots because a guy was supposed to be here almost an hour ago to... Continue Reading →

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