My daughter and I went to the cinema tonight to see Alice Through the Looking Glass. Alice of the game Alice Madness was my daughter’s namesake for more than a year, a placeholder while she was figuring out how to move from… Read More »The Door to Face the World
The flags, one for the US, one for the UK, are flying at half-mast today at Harlaxton. Stephanie, an archaeology student from University of Evansville died yesterday due to complications of a long-term illness. This morning, the principal gave an… Read More »Noise of the World
Ah, Valentine’s Day. This year it’s particularly challenging as it comes two days after my divorce is final. No matter the reason(s) for ending a marriage, when you’ve been with someone for fifteen years, it’s a difficult goodbye. In the… Read More »Read the Lines on my Palm
My furniture arrives in eight days, a three-seater sofa bed and a mattress, both bespoke. Which means, in UK speak, they were made for me. I’ve rarely had clothes made for me, much less furniture. I’ve gone posh, as they might… Read More »I Was Sat
Sunshine in my bedroom window woke me today, my first morning truly alone. The ceilings in my new flat rise fifteen feet high, and there are three gorgeous windows in my living room that look out on a park. The… Read More »A Supple Drifting Twig