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I read because I must. It's like breathing to me. And I love talking about books. But I'm also an Arsenal fan, a wine drinker, a music lover and weirdly obsessed with pop culture. I mostly blog about books, but sometimes about things I'm thinking or doing. When I'm not on the blog, I'm scoping deals for a professional services company, hanging out with friends, or seeing some live theater.

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Posted on 21 Apr 2017 In: Reading, Thinking

I Used To Be That Girl

When I was younger, I used to be that girl. The one who carried a book practically everywhere I went so that if I had a few minutes, I could read a few pages. When I was too young to drive, but had to along on errands, I would sit in the car and read […]

Posted on 2 Apr 2017 In: Thinking

The Bitchy Audience Member

A few years ago, after a couple of needlessly tedious airline passenger interactions, I wrote The Bitchy Traveler.  Thankfully, it’s been a few years since I’ve felt the need to  rant about poor behavior, but this afternoon at The Fox to see The Bodyguard (which was wonderful, by the way), has warranted a post. It’s […]

Posted on 7 Sep 2016 In: Thinking

Dear Ashby

Dear Ashby, This isn’t a Peggy letter. I know that.  Still, I’ve been composing parts of it since Bret called to tell me that Peggy had left us.  Because while no two experiences are the same, you’re now a member of a club that no one really wants to belong to, one with a very […]

Posted on 30 Jun 2016 In: Thinking

Mischievous Eyes

A friend of mine liked this photo on Facebook today.  I’m not sure who deserves credit for it, but it started me thinking about something.     The phrase on it, “Here’s to all my girlfriends who will help me cause trouble in the nursing home” made me think about my mom’s time in assisted […]

Posted on 19 Feb 2016 In: Thinking

Thank You, Ms. Lee

A friend texted me just moments ago. The great Harper Lee has passed.  I’m not ashamed to say I am shedding a few tears. Before  JK Rowling and the Harry Potter series, Harper Lee was my first literary hero.  I know – heroes are a dangerous thing, and perhaps we shouldn’t have them- but I […]

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