This week I’ve been “bach-ing” it while my husband’s off fishing near the keys. Now that I’m 50-something, apparently my paranoia index has gone up. I obsessed every nigh… more →
Ginger56's Weblogginger56 wrote 6 months ago: This week I’ve been “bach-ing” it while my husband’s off fishing near the ke … more →
ginger56 wrote 8 months ago: In second grade, we learned that Lincoln’s mother, Nancy Hanks, had died of milk sickness when … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: A little cluster of my favorite poetry—even a short story by John Updike—is all about supermarkets. … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: Morning. It’s always morning, when I’m reading & writing to prove I read & write. This time … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: I am drinking coffee, eating cereal, reading Worship Arts—an article that calls the parables “upside … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: I sit in my room, pulled up to the sliding glass, looking out on the tarp-covered, snow covered pool … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: Eventually, I gave up. A ticket agent’s litany of doom-saying wore me down. I called a hotel (severa … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: 3/7/2008 I no longer like to fly—or maybe it’s once again. As a toddler< I recall, I threw up ove … more →
ginger56 wrote 1 year ago: 4 March 2008 Have I come to Columbus to read about Spencer Reese in American Poetry Review on his de … more →