• Rhyme Scheming

    I like to think of myself as a reader.  Not so much that I’m “well read.”  I’ve read some classics and a lot of nonfiction in the last few years.  I have also read some highly entertaining novels that few would list as “literature.”  I’m rambling… My point is that I like to think of myself as someone who reads a lot of different genres and forms.  But I have a dirty little secret.  I hate poetry. Maybe you are thinking that isn’t so uncommon.  A lot of people dislike poetry.  I, however, have discovered I have a completely irrational hatred of poetry that I do not completely understand.  I…

  • The Introvert at the Party; an exploration in Haiku

    Introverted girl at a social gathering trying not to cling Releasing Matt’s arm I take a deep breath and wander deeper in the house Determined to learn from the mistakes of my past: don’t drink all the wine! What is the most time I can hide in the toilet before eyebrows raise? Do I look social crossing the room with purpose looking for “someone”? Hovering over the table of finger foods not sure what to do It’s called ‘finger food’ but do I use a napkin? What’s the proper way? And then what happens? If I put it in my mouth I will get a question From someone or other.…

  • Sisters in Seattle

    I went to Seattle for a few days to visit my sister Andrea and meet my brand new nephew who arrived too soon – at just 25 weeks – over the New Year’s weekend.  I flew up to help out while her hubby was traveling for work.  Mostly I went to give my five year old nephew some attention.  Also I talked Andrea’s ear off.  (I really need to call her more.)  I also cooked a little.  I loaded the dishwasher once.  I barely helped at all, truth be told.  I always think I’ll be more helpful when I’m projecting the future in my mind then when I get into…