Archive for May 2019

'The Haunted Bookshop' -- a Sustaining sequel

'The Haunted Bookshop' -- a Sustaining sequel
One of the first things I did when I got my new job was to prepare for rush-hour commutes again. For me, rush-hour commutes (which in the evening are neither a rush nor an hour) mean the return of bus books. Luckily for me, I knew exactly the first two books I wanted for my... Read more »

Birthday time in the Imaginary Writers' Room

Birthday time in the Imaginary Writers' Room
Daphne du Maurier, Agatha Christie, Robert Louis Stevenson and Robert Burns  gathered behind the closed door of the Imaginary Writers’ Room, one of the larger and more comfortable corners of my mind. “Where is he?” demanded Agatha. “Where’s Sir Arthur Conan Doyle? It’s his birthday, after all!” “Well, yes, by Margaret’s time,” said Stevenson. “It’s... Read more »

Due to technical difficulties beyond our control... beats File not found

Due to technical difficulties beyond our control... beats File not found
The fast pace of the new century — the thought that since we can get some things done faster, we should — has killed off some lovely expressions that nearly everyone seemed to know years ago. One of the expressions I grew up hearing on TV and radio was “Due to technical difficulties beyond our... Read more »
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Singing in the rain -- with a neighbor, it's more fun

Singing in the rain -- with a neighbor, it's more fun
Our recent rainy days have me looking out for a little neighbor boy I encountered in similar weather last spring. I walked under the local bridge for the “L” train and was just ready to get out of the rain, but he walked under it and was singing to his mother. “Rain, rain, go away,”... Read more »

Happy Mother's Day? Well, if you insist....

Happy Mother's Day? Well, if you insist....
Here comes Mother’s Day. I’m already wondering about facing my first Father’s Day with no one to celebrate, but I think Mother’s Day is harder, even the 14th time around. People keep wishing me “Happy Mother’s Day” without knowing that I don’t have either children or a living mother. I suppose this one’s harder than... Read more »

How my cello got here via the Indianapolis Motor Speedway

How my cello got here via the Indianapolis Motor Speedway
When I was a schoolgirl, I was Serious enough — and growing fast enough — to need a full-sized cello, not the smaller one I’d been practicing on. My parents, meanwhile, were in the church choir, where musical things got discussed even after rehearsals. The conductor turned out to have a friend who was ready... Read more »
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