Life in Kana-text (er… CONtext)
The summer I was 17, my uncle took my younger sister and me for a live-aboard week sailing around Lake Michigan. It was the beginning of my love-affair. I was already on a course toward Marine Biology studies, didn't yet have "my" lighthouse tattooed on my arm, but was on that course too, captivated by … Continue reading What Dreams are Shaped Like
I could be said (with some amount of understatement) to have a penchant for list-making. I came by it honestly, if there's a gene for that---my dad actually kept a list of all his lists. (A meta-list?) I'm sorry now that I never asked him what his List List was for. Were there lists he … Continue reading “8 Things About Lists”?
It's a word of my own coinage, particular to post-childbirth and post-menopausal experiences---a mashup of "chortle" and "tinkle." A mashup word for the mashup experience. A chinkle is a laugh that makes you wee a little. At the risk of venturing into TMI territory: in earlier stages of my life, damp panties were indicative of … Continue reading Stop, Don’t Make Me Chinkle!
Maybe someone can explain this to me. I like statistics, but this one has me baffled. Nearly every single day, for thirteen years, someone has read"How to Bury an Owl." Even when my blogging was entirely dormant, this post kept racking up statistics. Last year it was read 347 times. . Altogether it has been … Continue reading A Legacy of Owl-Interment?
I have a bone to pick with Professor Williams. In an entire college semester of a class devoted exclusively to Shakespeare's work, he never once mentioned that there was any question about who had actually written those works. That feels to me like a massive omission. The omission itself tells me Professor Williams's stance in … Continue reading Where There’s (NOT) a Will
I confess myself to be a selfish user of social media. I put things there (at least I do when I travel, or when I write) but I don't read there. The thing is, I'd generally rather read a book. At its best, social media should be an exchange of interest. At its best, it … Continue reading “Hi, My Name is Right Brain”
Acting on my new resolve to get out again in bare feet, I just walked down to our RV park's laundry room with a few already-read paperbacks to leave in our little lending library. I attend the local library's annual book sale to restock the shelves (yes, that's why I go to the book sale, … Continue reading “Books From the Ships”
Kana's Chronicles 