Surrounded by them I felt a little lovely chill. Pages to consume, covers to crinkle back, characters to get fast acquainted with… standing in the bookstore yesterday was like visiting the house of a very old and very best friend. The only problem is that books & I broke up a long time ago. This [...]
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& the Tar Baby.
May 6, 2012
More.
February 5, 2012
This last week saw more than a few days clock over 12 hours at the ol’ grind. And on the drive home late one night… heavied at leaving in the pre-sunrise darkness & headed back in the post-sunset black, I made the decision to call the person I have not been calling on purpose. Because [...]
Afraid to say it.
January 9, 2012
Button those buttons… pull your skirt down… wipe some of that lipstick off… you look desperate. Don’t say that… don’t sit like that… don’t stare like that… you look desperate. Don’t cry like that… don’t pray like that… don’t scream like that… you look desperate. Desperate. So taboo, eh? So much judgement wrapped up in [...]
Oh Isaac.
August 10, 2011
I don’t have kids. Which shouldn’t surprise anyone. I can barely keep the pantry stocked & my jeans ironed. (Yes. I iron my jeans. Take your judgement somewhere else Wrinkles McGee.) No time for reading the uncreased books stacked in haphazard towers on my perfect West Elm Parsons desk, no time to swipe the remnant’s of [...]
Being Written.
July 11, 2011
“You don’t lick the empty Pottery Barn plates… because the table setting isn’t the meal.” Words from my beloved pastor this morning. The dishes aren’t the dinner… the luggage isn’t the vacation… the sunshine alone isn’t what makes summer so grand… the building doesn’t make the church… and the roof & walls don’t make [...]
Seeya Bo Peep.
June 5, 2011
“Again, it will be like a man going on a journey, who called his servants and entrusted his property to them. To one he gave five talents of money, to another two talents, and to another one talent, each according to his ability. Then he went on his journey. The man who had received the [...]
Jiminy Jesus.
April 17, 2011
Amazing when conviction comes blaring at you online from your British songbird-style Pandora station. over. & over. & over. And it took Miss Spektor’s warbly vocals and piano pounding to uncomfortably edge out the part, the majority, of me that has been dialing in on occasion to a sometimes-available wish-granter. I think I trust Oprah more. He’s [...]
Bronze At Best.
April 8, 2011
According to tonight’s jog, it turns out I can run, cry, lip-synch, & swish my ponytail on the drumbeat all at the same time. Multitasking at it’s finest. People say they blog for conviction or change or beauty or the betterment of their fellow man. …altruistic. When mostly I’m almost sure these windows of the web are for [...]
L is for.
February 14, 2011
It shimmies under our skin in the most delightfully ticklish way. I caught myself doing it again today, peeking behind open fingers while the romantic lead kissed the girl with a pretty heart and average face. Love still makes me awkward and flushed and fluttery. I’ve witnessed a whole lot of it this year, and [...]
We’re Scaring Everyone.
January 18, 2011
“Bo sober, be vigilant: because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour.” I Peter 5:8 After my mom miscarried, I remember the Devil became a person of constant conversation in our household. My dad’s red face would surround red eyes full of the hottest tears as [...]
