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 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 3.1 (except it’s less of a part and more of an interlude) We all grow up with rules. I’m not talking about the regular rules that our parents speak aloud – no running in the house; don’t sing at the dinner table; if you wear your tap . . . → Read More: The Transcendent Familiar 4: Give Yourself Away Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Some stories are like laundry. The longer you put off telling them, the bigger they grow. This story, the one about my earliest adulthood and my relationship with Jacob and Abbie’s dad, has reached the ceiling, toppled over, and begun to spread across the hall and into the . . . → Read More: The Transcendent Familiar 3.1: I Won’t Fade Away This article originally appeared in the Winter, 2010 issue of Brain, Child Magazine. I am reprinting it here because I love it and want it at home with me, and since it’s the piece that launched the blog, it seems appropriate to post. Also, this is a key piece of Carter’s and my history . . . → Read More: Love with Teeth Trichotillomania [trik-uh-til-uh-mey-nee-uh] tricho – hair till(ein) – to pluck or pull out mania – madness When I have trouble writing, the cause is usually a story right behind my eyes that’s clogging up the works. Not always; sometimes I just don’t have anything to say, but often, I’m gutless and full of . . . → Read More: Naked Eyes and Angst Two birds with one stone here, folks. First, you’ll know how I decide what to share with you, my lovely readers, because apparently? Some people care (and care deeply!). Second, I’ll have a link I can email to said people when they express their concern about Carter’s lack of privacy. I’ve written on this . . . → Read More: “The time has come,” the woman said, “to talk of bloggy things…” I’ve been hiding in my hole. Do you have a hole? Please tell me that you have a hole. In my hole, I play All For Leyna by Billy Joel over and over again. WTF, right? Unrequited love is not what ails me, but whatever. Sometimes, I have to get in the hole because . . . → Read More: It’s a Crisis of Confidence Party and You’re Invited! If we knew each other’s secrets, what comforts we should find. ~John Churton Collins I chose that quote as a tag line for my blog not because it’s pretty (It IS, but there are prettier ones.), but because it’s what I believe and the reason I write. I believe in the power of truth. . . . → Read More: Apologia There’s the love you feel when you watch your baby sleep and he’s soft and limp, miraculous and sweet-smelling of milk. Then there’s the love that makes it possible to walk that same baby through the house through the fourth straight hour of fussing and crying. That’s love with teeth. Love is when . . . → Read More: There’s love that gives kisses, and there’s love that does dishes. All science is the study of patterns. Biology is the study of patterns among living organisms. Chemistry is the study of elemental patterns. Sociology is the study of patterns of human behavior among humans in groups; psychology is the study of patterns of human behavior in individuals. Human beings are hard-wired for patterns. The . . . → Read More: Patterns and Chaos Remember when you took Art History 101 and they threw this slide up on the wall? The professor (or more likely some bonehead grad student with a seriously over-inflated sense of self-importance) said, “The French words on this painting by René Magritte say ‘This is not a pipe.’ What did he mean by . . . → Read More: This is not Adrienne.  |
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