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Memory—my mom’s story of motherhood & Joe Queenan on books (beautiful books)!

I want to share the wonderful review my mom (Joanne S. Frye) received this week from Literary Mama (great site for lovers of writing/reading) for her memoir Biting the Moon: A Memoir of Feminism and Motherhood. Check out the review … Continue reading

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How shy are you? – Some thoughts on thoughtfulness

These past weeks I have been mulling over the need for solitude.  Why do we need it?  When do we need it?  Does everyone need it?  What do we even mean by solitude?  What do I mean?  Sometimes we stumble … Continue reading

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Mysteries of childhood—avid reader, cannot read

Here I am, back on blog, a worried mother twisting her memory to remember what happened when in her young son’s life.  Where does the trail begin, if I want to understand what he is struggling with now?  Words are … Continue reading

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Thoughts on reading, breathing, writing & grief

Barnes and Noble has demoted its literary journals, shifting them further in and narrowing their shelf space, during my recent period of inattention.  Of course these facts are unrelated: my distraction—consumption—by family life and my local B&N’s shelf make-over.  Yet, … Continue reading

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Hollywood and the army base, and bipolar realities

On the one hand, we have Catherine Zeta-Jones checking into an exclusive mental-health facility, diagnosed with bipolar II disorder within five days, and less than a month after that adorning the cover of People magazine.  On the other, we find … Continue reading

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Ulnar-nerved Mama—when you want to be a superhero

Here I am at the computer, wondering whether the internet, particularly its subset, or offspring, known as the blog, should be classified as heavy machinery, which I’ve been warned to refrain from using.  The doctor seems to think I can … Continue reading

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What Cynthia Ozick said to me—and a few other things

So, the hours I was supposed to spend yesterday morning revising yesterday’s (that is today’s) blog post, I ended up passing at the Hospital for Joint Diseases.  No, nothing serious.  At least that’s how I prefer to think about loss … Continue reading

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The abandoned self, the integrated one – but isn’t homophobia gone?

I am a believer in coincidence.  (See last week’s post, Synchronicity: coincidence, literature,  & suicide, or A brain of one’s own.)  By which I mean that life is filled with funny details that make patterns or bring things together—sometimes literally, … Continue reading

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Memory as moving target

Memory is intrusive.  And I am constantly surprised by it.  Even the bad memories, perhaps especially the bad ones, are interesting.  Brain food. As you’ve read here before, I think of memory as a frequency (a channel), something we have … Continue reading

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