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Ode to Brown
What could be a more appropriate place for my “Ode to Brown” than in The Pine Cone Review? With no further ado, here it is…!
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Spark
“A spark bird is first love, the bird that ignites a heightened interest, an out-of-the-blue fascination.” The Bewick’s wren, my first Tosca, and A Writer’s Diary by Virginia Woolf were sparks that lit still-burning fires. My flash essay “Spark” was published … Continue reading
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Shows Light Wear
“I feel a kinship with readers who leave their marks, like calling cards, in the margins of used books.” I can’t open a book with highlighting or margin notes and not wonder about this mysterious someone who read or didn’t … Continue reading
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Dorothy Parker talks about aging; Virginia Woolf chimes in
“this loose drifting material of life … flowers, clouds, beetles, and the price of eggs.” And squirrels. “Dorothy Parker talks about aging; Virginia Woolf chimes in,” and I have a few things to say myself. read it here in (mac)ro(mic)
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What Was Eaten
“Food, glorious food….” The line from Oliver may well be my mantra, and food remains a frequent theme in my writing, eliciting, as it does, vignettes from life past and present, fact and fantasy. I’m in good company–Virginia Woolf had … Continue reading
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The Years by Annie Ernaux: Memoir of a Generation
The Years is a recent memoir by a French writer, Annie Ernaux. The Years is also the title of Virginia Woolf’s 1937 novel. Doubly intrigued, I read Ernaux and marveled at the way she tells her story, never using the word “I,” so … Continue reading
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Flȃneur with Baedeker, or, Student of the Map
My newest published essay is about maps – physical, paper fold-out maps – my fondness for them, their pending extinction from everyday life, maps and guidebooks in my travels and sighted in literature. “Flaneur with Baedeker, or, Student of the Map” appears … Continue reading
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Science for Dummies
My late-blooming fascination with science has provided a rich lode for exploration and unearthed a few long-buried memories. It’s a continuing work in progress that has sparked a new personal essay. “Science for Dummies” is in the Spring issue of Waccamaw … Continue reading
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On Cookbooks
Once more I find that food is a sure way of capturing once-buried memories. My recent essay, “On Cookbooks: Collections and Recollection,” travels through the decades, from the first casseroles to Julia and Jacques, from Betty Crocker to Virginia Woolf. I’m … Continue reading
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Seventy
In one of Virginia Woolf’s last diary entries she wrote: “Observe perpetually. Observe the oncome of age. By that means it becomes serviceable.” And that’s what I find myself doing. I’m both a participant in and an observer of my … Continue reading
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