how I became a cheesehead

I am a Green Bay Packers fan. I didn’t grow up watching much football, and I definitely wasn’t a player. And I’ve never been to Wisconsin. What happened is this: Several years ago, I had a dream that—as a fortyish, short, nonathletic woman—I managed to walk on at tryouts for a professional football team whose […]

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misadventures in Spanish London

Because Laurel wanted this journal entry from yesterday to be a blog post. Early this morning, right before the alarm went off, I dreamt that I was living in London and my sister had come for a visit. In my dream, London looked oddly like Spain, with jam-packed, multi-terraced buildings set in close urban hillsides. […]

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where writing ideas come from

Earlier this morning, I received a “regrets” letter from the Jan Michalski Foundation, regarding my application for one of their “Swiss tree house” writer residencies for 2017. I hadn’t realized how much I’d been looking forward to that opportunity until it was taken away, but that’s how things work sometimes, right? I’d even gone so […]

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day 666

Yes, it’s true. Today, according to my very possibly inexact calculations, is Day 666 of the daily migraine. I’m not going to get into a big long update here of all of the potential remedies we are continuing to try or what’s next on the list. I can tell you that what we have so […]

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the Bollywood miracle

This past Sunday afternoon, I did something that I would have said was nearly impossible: I danced for two full hours in a fast-paced Bollywood dance workshop. Yeah. Twenty years ago, that wouldn’t have seemed like a big deal. Even ten years ago I might have thought I was up for it. But my health […]

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connectivity update and thoughts

Several months ago, I blogged about my lack of phone connectivity and the various remedies I’d tried to resolve the problem. I figured it was about time I report on how things turned out. The short version of the backstory is that wireless coverage in my neighborhood is pretty spotty regardless of carrier, and my […]

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redshirts

I’m not sure what got me to thinking about John Scalzi’s Redshirts this morning. I read and rather enjoyed the book when it first came out several years ago, and it sprang to mind again today as I was getting dressed. (No, nothing that I’m wearing today is red, so that’s not the connection.) I […]

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