This Land is Your Land This Land is My Land A few days ago, John and I rented the film, Land with Robin Wright. I loved it. No worries, I won’t give it away. Much. I hadn’t seen Gravity with Sandra Bullock in years, but John happened to be watching it with … Read more
In episode #3 of HBO’s Mare of Easttown aired this past Sunday, there’s a scene between Kate Winslet’s character (Mare) and the mother of Mare’s six-year-old grandson (Drew), Carrie. Carrie’s in a halfway house, trying to get her life back on track, and tells Mare of her intention to regain custody of Drew (who’s … Read more
Superbloom As I watched the string of fully engaged, heart-flayed and splayed, vulnerable-valorous testimonies from the bystanders up against the calloused, heart-detached video and stills of the actual murder and murderer, I kept thinking “what a microcosm of humanity.” Good and bad, what a picture of us. From the juxtaposed sound … Read more
The Art of Nuance I just got caught up on ABC’s This is Us which further proved to be jaw-dropping, heart-stopping brilliance. It faithfully depicts human/flawed/real/loving/painful relationships in one of the most honest ways I’ve ever seen on the screen. If you fully absorbed (this is key) the most recent episode, you experienced the … Read more
He Has Ulterior Motives The pillow in the photo is documentation of ulterior motives. It reads: “It all began behind a closed door at church camp 1982.” This excerpt from “Crush,” in I Punched Myself in the Eye, will fill in the blanks: “Pants brought us together in the first place back in … Read more
As for Me Everything is so BIG these days–the word “unprecedented” is flying off the shelves. People just can’t get enough. I’m not rolling my eyes—I do think things are BIG. Things are terribly unprecedented. Terribly. But here’s what I also think: Tiny equals big. Tiny acts equal big results. The outcome can … Read more
Captain America What does this image evoke in you? Fighting trash? A faded superhero down for the count? Making America great again? I rode by this Captain America shield/trash can situation yesterday morning—the last day of the pulverizing year, 2020, and thought, Perfect. Yeah, that fits. I also thought of the … Read more
Merry Amends Day. When I hear someone say that they have no regrets, it sounds to me like they’re saying they’re sorry for nothing—not for hurting anyone (they have, we all have), not for any mistake. What do you think? I recently listened to Brene Brown’s podcast with Dax Shepard and Tim Ferriss. Here’s a … Read more
A Message From Beyond the Grave “Who do you think you are? Don’t get too big for your britches, young lady.” This is what she seemed to be saying. “Wait, what?” I heard myself think. She even used the scolding phrase, young lady. Twice. She was talking to me like a mom who’d … Read more
Fleeting On my desk, I have a Post-it that says, “Fleeting” to remind me that good or bad, it’s temporary. It’s good to know. Because it’s so freaking easy to forget. I Facetime with my two-and-a-half-year-old grandson, Brooks, just about every day. He’s been saying a line to me lately that just … Read more