Notes from Around the Block- Olive the trees have olives
- Wanda Hickey and the Frog Pond
- A recently discovered DNA thread: forwarding news articles
- A Bride in Blue
- The Gates to a President’s Hell: Water and the IRS
- Marriage in Oxymoronica
- The Present Moment
- If your life were a book
- From the mouths of old babes
- The Atlanta Teachers’ Onion, then and now
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Monthly Archives: November 2008
Is That Voice?
Listening to language, spoken melodiously, is a real treat. Reading writing, written well, is even better. The rhythm of language, keenly plucked, like a seasoned old bass in a jazz quartet, delivers the writer’s message. We call such fusion of … Continue reading
The Lone Dark Hiker
Losing a parent is a profound experience. My father exhaled his last labored breath, early one crispy morning years ago, and after I had adjusted his left eyebrow into a more relaxed expression, I padded into the rooms where my … Continue reading
The Half Circle of Hell
In Dante’s Inferno, the Roman guide, Virgil, escorts Dante deep down into the Earth through the Nine Circles of Hell. As they descend, we, the readers, savor Dante’s ironic and graphic descriptions of Gluttons, Flatterers, and Seducers, among the many … Continue reading
I Enjoy Being a Girl
Considering One’s Audience is Lecture #1 in Writing 101. The same goes for Public Speaking 101. But sometimes, the Audience is overrated. Case in point: 1963 Centerville Junior High School Elections The Vice Presidential Race In my only attempt to … Continue reading
Clichés are a Dime a Dozen
Much has been written in The Lancet and The New England Journal of Medicine about the intricacies of the human brain. From the sensitive cerebral cortex to the spongy frontal lobes, neurosurgeons and brain researchers have delved deeply into how … Continue reading
My Pregnant Pause
We literary types love all things dramatic. Deliver to me Love and Rejection, Rage and Remorse, and the Big Triumvirate–Sin, Repentance, and Redemption, and I am one satisfied reader. Literature is replete with such emotional polarities. Who can forget the … Continue reading
