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Dear Karen Markham:
I am a straight person in Texas and that makes me reluctant to respond to your letter. Not because what happens in Maine is none of my business and my state certainly has enough issues of its own to trouble me. But because, like you, when I hear a generalization that I question, I like to confirm it by going to a source that might have firsthand experience that can refute or support it.
Continue reading ““A time comes when silence is betrayal.” Martin Luther King”
1. Being able to smell the grass that Tom is cutting because my windows are still open after a record ten days of “moderate” temperatures.
2. Finding an interesting person through a newly discovered blog and feeling inspired.
3. Getting e-mail from a TJB reader.
4. Today is “Dictionary Day,” and I love dictionaries.
This is almost worth driving to New Orleans. I hope Greg goes by and gets a beignet on Wednesday. This is one of my favorite places. I’ve been there in the middle of the night partying with a group of people I didn’t know–in true New Orleans spirit!–and I’ve been there alone during the day, working on one of our manuscripts. I think it was I’M YOUR MAN.
Book dealers, that is.
If you are interested in rare and collectible children’s and illustrated books, check out EMMAURICE Books.
If you are interested in rare, used, and out-of-print books with a focus on mystery, science fiction, and horror, check out Christine Kovach, Bookseller.
Maybe you’ll find the perfect gift for yourself or some hard-to-buy-for person in your life.
….and THREE FORTUNES, a Rothko painting is featured predominantly in our novel. I have a wonderful book full of Rothko’s art that Tom gave me one Christmas, and he has asked which of Mark Rothko’s paintings belongs to the fictitious Godbee family. I have my preferences, but I think every reader should let it be whichever painting he or she imagines.
Continue reading “And since I’m talking about artists….”
…about the wall of “Blue Dog” as seen in one of Tim’s posts. Tiffany, the “Blue Dog,” has a way of bringing people together. =) Here’s some information on the artist, George Rodrigue. It’s NEVER a good idea to ask about anything in my house unless you want a long answer, heh heh.
Continue reading “Because Todd asked…”
When my head hurts so I can’t write or read, but I also can’t sleep, and Tim and the dogs have told me if I take ONE MORE PHOTO they will get their revenge, I make stupid stuff like this in my photo software.
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I thought it was gone. There was even a brief interlude last night when I thought I should go ahead and get some writing done. Then I thought it would be better to sleep. So I did.
And I woke up with Return of the Killer Headache Part Whatever.
Bastard.
Thanks, Rhonda, for bringing this article to my attention. It is heartening when someone goes against what sadly seems to be the Texas norm and speaks out for justice.
Friday night when I was cooking dinner, I got these stabbing headache pains. There was a time that I got a four-to-six-day headache every month connected to my cycle…and I don’t mean my bicycle. That was my friend L who fell off her bicycle and nearly gave herself a concussion.
I no longer have those headaches with regularity, but I do sometimes still have them. Friday night was a warning. I was pretty much okay Saturday, but Sunday and Monday, I have been immobile, able to do little more than take massive quantities of drugs to help me sleep my way through it.
One of the side effects of all this drug use/sleep is bizarre dreams. I won’t bore you with them, except that yesterday, I dreamed Laura Bush was Tim’s mother. She isn’t. It’s Cher.