To travel (anywhere) unencumbered by small children is extraordinary: outside the normal, different from the daily. To travel knowing those small children are tracking each mile and fascinated by each hotel room and proud of each presentation is pure joy. J and the boys wave long goodbyes and hug long welcome-backs. In between, I immerse…
My favorite part of being at The Big E (New England's State Fair) today was listening to earliest-memory stories. I posed the question a number of ways—from what age is your earliest memory? how old are you in your earliest memory? how far back can you remember?—and passersby shared. Sitting cross-legged in the grass under…
Every Pigeon is a beautiful online home to pieces that sweat the small stuff. Editors say of the work, "In each poem, essay, story, and artwork, our contributors lent us their own special magnifying lenses, which hover in perpetuity over particular spots in this beautiful world. Look closer, each one said. See what we see." I'm sad…
"Does a book remember it once was a word?" —Nina Laden
I wrote the first bit of The Memory Sessions 13 years ago this month. It's a teenager now, so time to throw it a little party. With music, drinks, food, hearty people, and conversation about childhood, we will toast this memoir without memory. Special thanks to Caitlin Leffel, author and editor, for lending her grace…
