
I wish I knew more about poetry. I wish I had the composure and capacity to sit and read a volume of poetry, because I imagine that some erudite people do this. I wish I could sit on my veranda and gaze out at the...

We’re well into 2011, certainly too late for New Year’s resolutions, but as I avoid work today, I’m dreaming big. No “lose weight” or “clean the attic” aspirations for me…no, today I’m thinking about all the:
Big Things...

From the Dutch Daily News today:
"Dutch people rather read a book in bed than have sex, researchers say. 22% would rather read a good book and only 11% prefer sex.
Sleeping is still the most favorite activity in bed...

S. wrote a lovely novel about two ordinary middle-aged women, C. and M., who join forces to find the murderer of C.’s oldest son, a feckless yet beloved young man. S. brought the novel to her writing group, where a...
"As soon as we express something, we devalue it strangely. We believe ourselves to have dived down into the depths of the abyss, and when we once again reach the surface, the drops of water on our pale fingertips no longer resemble the ocean from which they came...Nevertheless, the treasure shimmers in the darkness unchanged." ---Franz Kafka