Archive for June, 2011

A while back I gave my friend Tom (aka., “The Blogfodder”) a live-music recording I’d made during my recent travels. “Not keen on the faux Celtic accent,” wrote Tom. “There’s an undertone of guttural that clashes dully.” So I wasn’t entirely surprised on Monday when Tom brought me a copy of Maírtín de Cogaín’s album, […]

I’ve always felt a little bit inadequate because I don’t speak German. It’s a deep-seated complex, which began when I ran away with a mime troupe at age 16. Here I am, in all my white-faced glory. (Don’t worry—I’ve been in remission for years, and it’s not contagious.) Anyway … after spending almost a month […]

One of my favorite things about working with graphic designers is that—from a design standpoint—my copy is inconsequential. In fact, my designer friends would just as soon paste in some “Greek” as they would my carefully crafted prose. Never mind that the Greeked-in copy is actually Latin. Look at a rough layout, and more often […]

I was a late bloomer, when it came to the schoolgirl obsession with horses: I didn’t start riding until my early 30s, long after a fear of heights—and falling—had set in. So it was with some trepidation that I took up jumping. Two things scared me about jumping. First, the horse had to build up […]

As is the case most Saturdays, today started with a wee-hours phone call to my friend Mo in Paris. I love chatting with him. “Guess where I am,” he’ll say in French, as he describes the scene before him. But today was different: “Guess where I was yesterday,” he said instead. Lucky Mo had attended […]

I’ve been thinking for a couple of weeks that it’s time to cull my books. There’s only so much room on my shelf, after all—and only so much time. But I’ve been tormented into inaction by a single, persistent question: What should I do with my books? The answer came to me this afternoon as […]

I’m glad I don’t have to come up with book titles for a living. Naming books is hard—it’s as much a science as an art. Imagine trying to sum up a book’s entire plot (or purpose) in just a few words. Maybe that’s why publishers are going back to that most beloved of Victorian conventions: […]

Of the many, many fellow bloggers whose sites I’ve visited, Awkward List really stands out. It’s a genius idea: imagine a blog devoted entirely to cataloging those inevitable awkward moments. Like forgetting someone’s name. Or what to do when your butt itches. I cringed with horror/delight as I pondered each new nightmare scenario. But you […]

Today is Father’s Day, and once again I face the impossible task of trying to thank my dad for everything he’s done for me. He played with me when I was little … … and he taught me how to swim. He also taught me how to tell time, how to tie a fly, and […]

For the first time in my life, last January I entered a photo contest. I felt a little stupid entering the PX3 Photo Competition, because it attracts thousands of photographers from around the world each year. I didn’t think my work was worthy but I decided to give it a shot anyway. Four shots, actually: […]