Movie Night: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
Why I love this movie with a sexist title, and released during the notoriously spirited-women-suppressing ‘50’s, but that is actually a kick-ass girl power film. … More Movie Night: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
Why I love this movie with a sexist title, and released during the notoriously spirited-women-suppressing ‘50’s, but that is actually a kick-ass girl power film. … More Movie Night: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
or, In Case You Were Wondering What I Was Doing Trying to Drive to the D H Lawrence Ranch in the Snow “I really want to do this, but if I do, am I making a declaration to the universe that I want to be alone the rest of my life?” “No,” said my therapist. … More Happy Birthday To Me – Doing A Solo Gal Trip
or, I drove to the D.H. Lawrence Ranch in December. Sort of. or, Shut up, Yoda. There is too such a thing as trying. About two seconds after I turned onto the snow-covered mountain road, it crossed my mind that this wasn’t a good idea. I don’t do snow. Snow is for kids with snow … More The Road Mostly Traveled, In Both Directions
Thanksgiving. Let’s see. Eat way too much, expect that every word out of your mouth is going to be judged by the fam you only see a few times a year, and pretend nonetheless that you are actually normal and truly belong. Oh, wait, maybe that’s just me. Good thing I’m a writer. Good thing … More My Favorite Thanksgiving Disaster Scenes
I came late to learning about the whole #NotOkay movement on Twitter and only because I read Chuck Wendig’s blog post “Not All Locker Rooms, But Yes, Some Locker Rooms.” He links to the article about women tweeting their first sexual assaults and warns that reading it could be triggery. Yes, it was triggery. And while I could dwell on … More The #NotOkay Movement Got Me Thinking About This Woman I Knew. Wondering If She’s Okay.
or, 5 Things I’ve Decided I Must Do Now That I’ve Seen Bridget Jones’s Baby 1. Queue up old school club songs to dance around to next time I’m home alone on my birthday. And by doing so, I’m guaranteed to not be home alone on my birthday. That’s how it works, right? 2. Go to … More Movie Night: Bridget Jones’s Baby
Lately I’ve been doing this thing where I suddenly want to burst into tears for no reason. If it happens when I’m in public I blink rapidly and take deep breaths and shake my head until the feeling goes away. If it happens when I’m at home I’ll just let the waterworks happen. It takes … More Movie Night: Southside With You
After my last dire post, I thought I’d share a bit of good news. Great news, actually. My kitty’s tumors are benign! Added bonus: the vet said Fievel is a wonderful cat. He can be. He watches movies with me. (Fievel is more sensibility than sense.) He helps me storyboard. (Ha!) He even ignores reads the … More The Kitty’s All Right
or, by the end of last week, it felt like the world was Josie and I was Melody: I have not collected my thoughts sufficiently and have nothing coherent to write. Instead, I’ll include a quote from a book I started re-reading in the wake of the shootings across the country last week: Ta-Nehisi Coates‘ Between the World and Me. … More Puppies Die
So this happened: Stephen King came to li’l ol’ Albuquerque as part of his End of Watch tour, and got interviewed by George R.R. Martin. All thanks to our local indie bookstore, Bookworks. Here are some notes from that June 16, 2016 conversation. “They saved my life.” –Stephen King on George R.R. Martin’s Song of … More Notes on the Stephen King and George R.R. Martin Conversation