The Little Monsters!

I have to admit feeling vindicated when reading about Dan McCauley, the proprietor of the Chicago-area bakery/sandwich shop A Taste of Heaven. Irritated to the limit by screeching wild creatures disguised as children that regularly invaded his shop, he posted a sign on the door of his shop reading, “Children of all ages have to behave and use their inside voices when coming to A Taste of...
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The Bed List/The Dinner List

BED LIST: HEATH LEDGERThere’s just something about Australian men, something very mad, bad, and dangerous to know. But they’re friendly and approachable at the same time (a volatile mixture, to be sure). I don’t know about you, but my inner teen fell in love with Heath Ledger in Ten Things I Hate About You. Conditions worsened with successive movies, but he won my grownup,...
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Feelin’ Crappy

I spent today out of the classroom at a department chairpersons workshop. These run the gamut from really useful to mind-numbing wastes of time. Today’s leaned to the useful side of the continuum. Lots of good stuff about teaching writing, approaches to literature for students who aren’t good readers, problem solving with other English teacher types.It sucked.Not the workshop...
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Rejection

Got the first rejection email on Crash Test today. This is one of those events you expect to have happen but don’t really believe once it does. Realistically, it’s going to get rejected despite having a fabulous premise (of course I think so, but so do some other folks I trust who aren’t my mom or my sister) and a fabulous agent. In the Total Fantasy realm, I’m signing a...
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Seattle Weather

I don’t care how cool/trendy/earthy the Pacific Northwest is, I could never live in Seattle. We’ve had two days of gray, drizzly Seattle weather here in usually sunny Central Florida, and I am ready to hurt someone. I’d definitely need meds for Seasonal Affectiveness Disorder if something uprooted Chez mimi to the other end of the country. Plus, I don’t do Starbucks. Hate...
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Nick and Jessica: Like We’re Surprised

DISCLAIMER: I have never seen a single episode of Newlyweds, nor do I own a single CD from either Nick or Jessica. I also know the difference between chicken and tuna.The official word is that Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson are officially separating, “respect our privacy at this difficult time,” blah blah blah. Like everyone who scans tabloid headlines in the grocery aisle...
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