Archive for January 22nd, 2013

I missed my own blog birthday

January 22, 2013 @ 6:22 pm | Filed under:


Luckily, my pal Melanie reminded me—her blog shares an opening day with mine: January 21, 2005. EIGHT YEARS, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?

I have two children younger than this blog!

Eight years I’ve been havering* here!

Here’s why that makes me very happy. You. Many of you, over the years, have become real true friends, and I can’t imagine the world without you. Thanks for your visits, your comments, your many contributions to the joy that fills my days. Thanks for clicking, when there is so very, very much out there to read.

Feels like we should celebrate! I was already feeling quite celebratory after a VERY GOOD PHONE CALL with my Knopf editor. The kind that moves a book forward and makes you feel a thousand pounds lighter. And a morning in the sun, wrestling bermuda grass into submission, and deciding where the sunflowers will go this year. And Scott made my favorite ginger salad dressing for dinner. A very good day.

Knowing you’re out there reading makes it even better. Thank you, friends, for stopping by. I had no idea how much fun I was letting myself in for when I hit send on that first post, eight years ago.

From Things I’m Reading

January 22, 2013 @ 8:57 am | Filed under: ,

“The difficulty of getting rid of even one half of one’s possessions is considerable, even at removal prices. And after the standard items are disposed of—china, rugs, furniture, books—the surface is merely scratched: you open a closet door and there in the half-dark sit a catcher’s mitt and an old biology notebook.”

—E.B. White, “Removal,” One Man’s Meat

“…you should think of will-power as something that never exists in the present tense, only in the future and the past. At one moment you have decided to do or refrain from an action and the next moment you have already done or refrained; it is the only way to deal with will-power….I offer this advice without fee; it is included in the price of this book.”

—Mrs. Hutchins, the narrator of Muriel Spark’s A Far Cry from Kensington