Washington D.C., It’s Paradise to Me

(The header is from a Magnetic Fields song, by the way. Just to avoid any copyright infringement.) Off to DC today. The land of delicious Afghan food, equally delicious Ethiopian food, the world’s best running path—at least, the most monument-filled running path—great bookstores, and, last but not least, our friend Adam’s wedding. It’s a direct…

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Countdown to Pigs

Sidewalk Film Festival was this past weekend in Birmingham. It’s always a treat. This year, the award for Movie We Can’t Stop Talking About goes to Dogtooth. It is, to quote the film Web site, “a hyper-stylized mixture of physical violence and verbal comedy.” I don’t think that quites does justice to its total brilliant…

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My Perpetual Adoration for Angela Lansbury

I’ve just noticed that the Hallmark Movie Channel is showing Murder, She Wrote reruns from 11 p.m. onward most nights. For months now, I’ve been sadly disappointed that the number of Murder, She Wrote reruns has dropped from about 10 per day on various channels to absolutely none. So this discovery soothes my soul. I love Murder,…

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Cooking with Garp

I tried making summer rolls for the first time tonight–I love them, and once I looked at a recipe, it didn’t seem so hard. I’d say it was a success. There’s something really satisfying about soaking and arranging and rolling up the rice paper.  It’s as much like an art project as it is a meal, especially…

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The Boy Who Lived

I’ve gone to bed between 2 a.m. and 3 a.m. for the last four nights, exhausted, wanting to sleep, but not letting myself go to bed. It’s all because I decided to reread all the Harry Potters. I sort of underestimated their allure. I think that the first time around–for books 5, 6, and 7, at least–I…

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The Joy of Letters

I’ve just found a letter someone wrote me that I should have responded to about a year and a half ago. It’s my first  letter from a reader for The Well and the Mine. It’s lovely and smart and very kind, and it nearly made me cry. It’s the kind of letter you have to answer.…

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The Numbers Behind Franzenfreude

I admit, partly I just really wanted to type “Franzenfreude.” If you haven’t heard: “Schadenfreude is taking pleasure in the pain in others. Franzenfreude is taking pain in the multiple and copious reviews being showered on Jonathan Franzen.” That’s according to author Jennifer Weiner, who, judging by that particularly perfect invented word, can really write.…

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And, Finally, Fall Arrives

If I had my choice of my ideal place to write, it’s not my office or a coffee shop or the dining room table (all of which are fine second choices). I want to be outside. In open air. Looking at blue sky and trees and feeling the breeze blow through porch, ideally with a hint…

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Rolling With the Alabama

Last week ESPN ran an hour-long reality show that went behind the scenes of Alabama football practice. (Full title: Rolling With the Alabama Crimson Tide. But on our viewing guide, it got shortened to the above blog title.) I think it was last week–it all blurs together what with the repeated viewings. My husband recorded it and…

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The Total Inside Super Secret To Getting Published

I just had an e-mail from someone asking for advice on getting a first book published. That happens fairly often, either in e-mail or by phone or running into someone in the grocery store–it’s usually the friend of a friend of a friend or  someone who knows someone who goes to church with my mother.…

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