I've been trying to put a finger on what it is about my office that so enlivens me.

There is the separation, the feeling that "yes, I have other roles and responsibilities, but I don't (and indeed usually can't) do them here. Here, I'm a writer." There is the courting of the muse with reliability and routine. There are practical things like the ( Read more... )

I am grateful for my two healthy, smart and gorgeous daughters. I am glad they are happy. I am glad that Vivian, catching a milkweed seed, can't think of anything more to wish for than more lollipops and more beautiful days for playing.


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