Kind of Like a Robert Johnson Song

February 23, 2015 § 1 Comment

February 23, 2015

The fun and frivolity of February are coming to a close. Thank God.

I need more sleep. The panic attacks are increasing in frequency. I’m two weeks behind on my self-imposed reading regimen. The work I’ve been doing on my NaNoWriMo project has just been brainstorming plot hole fixes and fleshing out back stories, nothing that feels constructively creative, and that is making me antsy.

It’s time to hunker down and stick to my writing schedule again. For real.


Plus, one of my car tires has a slow leak. I need to get a new stove. There is a creaky pipe somewhere in the house. I’m feeling kind of like Robert Johnson in “Malted Milk.”

My door knob keeps on turning
It must be spooks around my bed

Which reminds me of one more thing I gotta do: stock up on Vodka.

File Under It’s More Than the Shoes

February 22, 2015 § 1 Comment

February 22, 2015

The vote was unanimous. The black strappy heels win!


The weird thing is, this picture of me reminds me of the one of my mother below.


File this under “freaky Friday (except it was Saturday) like mother like daughter flashback”.

What to Wear: Which Shoes with the Fringe Dress?

February 20, 2015 § 3 Comments

February 20, 2015

I’m going to a birthday celebration at a jazz club on Saturday night, and I’m wearing my fun fringe dress I got on sale at White House Black Market. The question is, what shoes to wear with?

Option 1: Black Patent Leather Pumps

Dress N Patent


Option 2: Pewter Pumps

Dress N Pewter


Option 3: Black Strappy Heels

Dress N Strappy


What say you?

Weekend Reading: Forever and The Impossible Knife of Memory

February 16, 2015 § 2 Comments

February 16, 2015

Forever by Judy Blume


This was a re-read for me. Was it ever. When I was in my teens, I must have read this countless times. It seems like just yesterday when my best friend and I would hang out in the school yard talking about this book and all the yummy parts and, of course, the ending. So many of the images and themes in this book were seared into crevices of my brain and I hadn’t even realized it. Back then, I had taken a lot of what was so great about this book for granted: how well-written it is, how true and matter of fact and poignant without any extra or unnecessary words, the no-bullshit approach to sex, and a heroine who was a regular girl going through a real relationship.

The Impossible Knife of Memory by Laurie Halse Anderson


So a year after I go to Laurie Halse Anderson’s book signing and get this book, I finally read it. What was I waiting for? Every time I opened it up I was sucked into another time and space. One time at lunch I went to the park and finished reading this magical scene where Hayley and Finn are lying on a hill looking at the stars. When I looked up I was like “Oh, wow. There’s grass and dogs running to fetch balls and mountains. All around me.” I felt so lucky to be traveling between a wonderful fictional world and a wonderful real world. So, yeah, I really liked this book.

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