Thursday, February 19, 2015

Mark Zuckerberg Makes My New Year's Resolution Stick

Shortly after the first of the year, NPR told me that Mark Zuckerberg is planning to read a book every two weeks in 2015. Because I am who I am, I audibly scoffed and said, "then I'm reading one each week."

Here's something maybe you already know about me: when I was little, I did exactly the opposite of what everyone told me to do, to the extent that my uncle would sometimes tell me to NOT lick the wall, just to see me lick a wall. Another thing: I was in track in 8th grade and as a freshman and rocked the high jump. I placed at least 3rd at all the meets and was the best on our team. Then, in my sophomore year of high school, a very tall freshman joined our team who could jump higher, so I quit.

All of this to say, I'm reading a book a week, and it is somehow not as difficult as one would imagine considering I don't have time to dry my hair in the mornings or to think on any given day (Or maybe I'm reading books and therefore don't have time? Chicken:Egg:Chicken, etc.). I do have to admit, however, that I've snuck in some audiobooks, which I consider totally legit. I listened to Amy Poehler's Yes Please, and listening to her read it was definitely better than reading it myself. (If you haven't read this, you might like to, because it is hilarious and good.)

Anyway. If you are looking for a book recommendation, I recommend:

Amy Blume's Lucky Us
Emily St. John Mandel's Station Eleven
Jenny Ofill's The Dept. of Speculation (I'm only a bit of the way in, but it might be my current all-time favorite book)
Mary Szybists's Incarnadine (poetry)
Matthew Olzmann's Mezzanines (poetry)

On my "You have better things to do list:" The Book of Strange New Things. It's a book that in theory is amazing, but that I couldn't bring myself to finish. The questions you want answered are never answered, and then it's just another apocalypse story. Ha. Just like the Bible, I guess...

Sunday, February 8, 2015


I am all about the do-over. When I try to put my toddler down for a nap and she keeps screaming and screaming, I take her out of the crib for a do-over. We play for a bit, then try again. If my day is terrible, I try to find time to squeeze in a 15 minute nap at some point and wake up for a do-over. If at first you don't succeed, it is time for a do-over. If I'm stressed out because the house is in a state of disrepair, I run to the grocery store and come home to a do-over.

And here we are. 

As you may or may not know, I moved last year to a fancy website with its own blogging platform and rarely wrote a thing. I blamed it primarily on how crummy and un-userfriendly the blogging platform was, but it may also have been for any or all of the following reasons: 

1. I had a baby who isn't that into sleeping and who was growing teeth and learning to talk & walk, etc.
2. My dad had quadruple bypass surgery.
3. My grandma died a few months later.
4. My mom was diagnosed with breast cancer shortly thereafter.
5. My daughter turned 1.
6. Did I mention that I also had postpartum depression?
7. And that I was supporting my family with my full-time job for a few months after my husband finished law school?

For most of last year, I spoke to nearly nobody about any of this and thought I was losing my mind. I tried to write, but mostly I tried to sleep when I could. (And in the earlier part of the year, before any of these things happened, I did actually write and submit things, and retrospectively, I am impressed by this.)

Anyway. None of this is really the point here. The point of this is the do-over. I need one. I've just come out of my writer nap and am craving something familiar, an old friend to talk to. What I've loved most about this blog since I started it is that no matter how many people actually click on and/or read any of my posts, I never feel like anyone is reading. And because I hit "publish," I feel like I'm writing. 

So, I'm abandoning the old-new blog and starting over here. Welcome to my new-old blog, where I am trying to be one person again. Happy 2015, etc.


Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Holy Cow, Guys!

Thank you, thank you, thank you x 2,000 to the Sustainable Arts Foundation for selecting my application for the 2014 Spring Promise Award!  The Sustainable Arts Foundation works to support artists with families, which is such a valuable and important mission. I'm so honored to be among the artists listed!

This post is a bit late, because the news came shortly after my grandma passed away and right before Matthew's graduation from law school.  I read this poem, originally published at Verse Wisconsin, at my grandma's funeral.  

I can't believe it's still May-- it seems like a year has gone by in the past few weeks.  For Memorial Day weekend, we attended our niece's first birthday party, visited my mom, and headed up to the woods. It was Phoebe's first time in Pickerel, where I spent all of my weekends growing up. It was so good for all of us to eat s'mores and leave for a while.