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I am ten weeks postpartum tomorrow. Two and a half months of my sweet little one! I can't tell if it is very smart or very stupid to pair up newborn lockdown with winter quad-demic lockdown and also the coldest, snowiest winter in recent memory. Even this statue in Haddonfield NJ needed to bundle up!… Continue reading Living for Winter Light
This past week, I got hit with the Winter Blahs. Not even sure that this is Winter Blues, but I am sick of gray skies, shoveling snow, and short amounts of daylight. I am trying to find color where I can. Like in the last of my fun bath items from Japan -- the most… Continue reading Longing for light and color in January
Just around the time I found my craving Angela Carter and rereading the short stories in The Bloody Chamber, and also kept encountering* and reading other short works of fiction, I was also bumping into the idea of a literary Advent calendar. The idea is simple: read one short story every day for a month.… Continue reading 28 Short Stories / “literary Advent calendar” if you insist
I held off as long as I could, but 2023 began with my first experience with COVID. Spending the short, dark, post-holiday days without going outside at all, mostly sleeping, was quite disorienting. I honestly can't say I've ever experienced such a long illness, certainly not in adulthood. Around Day 8 I was sick of… Continue reading Nothing Gonna Break My Stride
First snow day of the year, 1/3/22 Throughout this pandemic, I have watched a lot of TV and movies. I've read a lot of books. I've done some writing! I have never seen so clearly that these activities are meant to transport us with our minds, while our bodies stay put. It has been hard… Continue reading pretend this is a ski lodge
Laura Eppinger 