Category Archives: Reflections

Out on the Surface of Life

“I do things quite purposefully now to get out on the surface of life.” — Alice Munro, on her retirement from writing — I saw many performances in Paris – contemporary theatre, modern dance, a ballet, a concert of Fado … Continue reading

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Practicing Sabbatical

I’ve been on sabbatical for nearly a month. There’s been lots to do – I’m working on a couple of projects, researching and writing, have had meetings to discuss a book editing project that I will pick up in the … Continue reading

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This is the everyday we spoke of

“What the Living Do” by Marie Howe Johnny, the kitchen sink has been clogged for days, some utensil probably fell down there. And the Drano won’t work but smells dangerous, and the crusty dishes have piled up waiting for the … Continue reading

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Summer’s End

Whatever the foghorns are the voices of feels terrible tonight, just terrible, and here by the window that looks out on the waters but is blind, I have been sleeping, but I am awake now. In the night I watch … Continue reading

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On Nodding Terms

“I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not.” — Joan Didion, “On Keeping a Notebook” — Most things I write are deliberately … Continue reading

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Meanwhile back in the Slough of Despond …

No, no, no … only kidding. Even though, somehow, vacation is already a month in the past. A couple of weeks ago I was having dinner with a group of people at school and one of the deans remarked that … Continue reading

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Mme Sheeeld!

Oh my god.  I do a lot of hat tipping, but hat TIP to IHH for lending me her copy of Julia Child’s My Life in France.  I don’t really “do” favorite books, though there are certainly those that stand … Continue reading

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