You’re probably getting sick of me talking about this move to South Africa as much as I’m getting sick of preparing for it. I wonder what life is like in non-hoarding brains. It must be amazing to be able to store and pack without first having to navigate paths of toppling boxes, clothing and, well, … More Geraldine Brooks Tickets, Ned Stuckey-French, and a Poem on Ms Monday!
Well, it sure feels like Boston’s bending over for this one. I’m blogging to you from the AWP Conference, and every time I peek outside, the layers are getting deeper, the sky is a dirty white haze, and the flakes are tossing and twirling like Winter Storm Saturn couldn’t decide which way to blow, and … More From Saturn to Uranus: Just a Smidge of Snow Here in Boston