My husband can tell that my annual bout of parenting fatigue has arrived when I lock myself in our bedroom with the laptop and a half-pint of Starbucks Java Chip ice cream. I’ll sit on the bed crying into a soft old t-shirt from college, rattle around YouTube, and occasionally whimper, “I can’t do this […]
Happy Independence Day (From a Brit?)
The independence being celebrated today is, of course, independence from the likes of me (Brits). Excuse me but first of all, what is a Brit doing posting on Independence Day? I know. It’s terribly cheeky but I didn’t do it I was pushed Sam made me do it. Now that we’ve got that out of […]
On Guns and Breakfast and Getting Shot
I woke to the smell of bacon and coffee, familiar and pleasant and full of the promise of a new adventure. Rolling out of my sheet, I tossed my legs to the floor and dragged my boots towards me with my right foot. I slipped into the jeans draped over the foot of the bed […]
Speaking of Imagination
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see. Henry David Thoreau There is a language of imagination. Let’s call it imaginationish. It’s not actually a language, but more of a universal dialect. It is using words to describe things that the eye does not see, the ear does not hear, the […]
Why Story Warren?
Don’t you hate it when people go straight to a section from The Lord of the Rings to explain something important in their lives? It reminds me of the part where the army of Gondor is overrun, hopeless, on the edge of defeat. Their allies in Rohan have not come to help, even though the […]