(Time for first(ish) of the month. In honor of the first day of school craziness, it’s a bit late like everything else this week. Happy September!) I was picking up my farm share yesterday and I got a peek of a friend who was there with his daughter in the midst of the sunflower forest…
first of the month: stories of road food
Joey and I have been kicking around a dream for a while. This is what it looks like: We buy a travel plaza off the Mass Pike. A whole travel plaza, or maybe just part of one since I’m not sure if we really want to own a gas station. And let’s just catapult ourselves there,…
first of the month: talking to kids about sex
These are the things that I feel pretty sure about: 1. The more information kids have, the better. I learned about sex and puberty pretty early on, and I think it’s a credit to my mother that I made it through my teens without getting pregnant or sick. I knew how to say no,…
first of the month: the hopeful balloon of summer
This week started wet and cold and then got hot, hot–so much so that it immediately became hard to go to the bank or the library or even to drive through town as we do on the way home from school without the girls saying that we just must get ice cream, because mommy it is just…
first of the month: our very own democracy
Before we get to the first of the month topic, I have to say–holey chicken! What an amazing collection of recipes, stories, tragedies and triumphs. Whether or not you’re searching for the perfect roast chicken recipe, give the comments a peek if you can. And there’s still a few more days to enter to win…
Occasionally I teach workshops, and I have one coming up this fall. Join me and stellar novelist 