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Slide and sign

Tess "graduated" from Pre-K today. She’ll graduate from High School in the year 2021. I’ll be 90. Johnny Depp will be 86. And evidently the Democratic primaries will still be going on. School ended FOR THE ENTIRE WHOLE SUMMER at noon today, followed by a picnic for all the families …

Oh, go ahead. Squish the Tasty Kakes

The scene: Local ice cream shop. The one with the big ice cream cone-shaped sign outside. I deeply love those kinds of signs, where the object is writ large in 3-D on top of the building, like that restaurant in Chapel Hill with the pig on top (bless poor little …

Create crayon bombs

Corny, perhaps, but I love it: “Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon. A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air–explode softly –and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into …

Where is home?

Wisdom sits in places. – Keith Basso I love what Beth is doing over at Virtual Tea House. And now a writing contest – or, better yet, a writing exercise focused on one question: Where is home? From her post: "It is about a sense of place, and a feeling …

Tweet me a river

I am being dragged kicking, screaming, and drowning into the mid-19th century. First a blog. Then a Facebook page. Then Twitter. Then MySpace. Then FriendFeed. Shelfari and things I’ve signed up for and have no idea what they do. More usernames and passwords than I have excuses to eat Ginger …

Verb available on Barnes and Noble

How exciting! LIFE IS A VERB is now available for pre-order at Barnes & Noble.com! And, as always, at your local independent bookshop (let’s support our local bookshops, shall we?). If you’ve already pre-ordered and would like your book autographed, as some have requested, I’m more than happy to either …

What will it take?

Today, I feel the claustrophobic feeling I had when 9/11 occurred, when Katrina hit, when the tsunami swallowed people up, when I first toured Auschwitz as a teenager. It is the weight of knowing, the knowing we must all hold. Once we know, we can’t not-know. If my town were …

Book Tour News!

As the book draws near, I am beginning to get invitations to do readings and/or signings in bookshops and book groups across the country in September, October, and November. One of them comes from a bookshop in Augusta, Georgia. I wonder if there are any 37days readers in the Augusta, …

Missing and forever missed

Do you know exactly what you were doing and where you were twenty-eight years ago today? I do. Daddy is missing and forever missed.

Mothers: life, love, learning

M, after all, is for mother. By all external measures, I have done a lot of things, traveled to a lot of places, and met with a lot of distinguished people in my life. But it just pales in comparison. The very most important thing I do or am is …