Today the birthday of fiction author Andrea Barrett (1954). She said: "I've never known a writer who didn't feel ill at ease in the world. ... We all feel unhoused in some sense. That's part of why we write. We feel we don't fit in, that this world is not our world, that though we may move in it, we're not of it. ... You don't need to write a novel if you feel at home in the world."
My dad wanted me to go outside and stop reading too. When my youngest sister asked him why I didn't want to go out and jig frogs, all he could say is "I don't know."
I read the books I had at home again and again. During the school year I went to the library constantly.
After I graduated from pharmacy school at age 36 with 3 young sons, I think he finally realized who I was.
My dad wanted me to go outside and stop reading too. When my youngest sister asked him why I didn't want to go out and jig frogs, all he could say is "I don't know."
I read the books I had at home again and again. During the school year I went to the library constantly.
After I graduated from pharmacy school at age 36 with 3 young sons, I think he finally realized who I was.
A quiet day on world wobegon. 1st snow of the year, here on NH's coast, and if I was a bear, I would take this white as a 'goodnight'.