Alleluia, Indeed….
If you want a lift, buy a copy of the Bach Mass in B Minor on e-bay, the Robert Shaw …
Monthly Archives: March 2010
Eve and Her Garden…
The Garden of Eden is in shambles. Old bones litter the brown grass. The chairs where we sit in summer …
Of Munchkin, Gilded Peak and the Double B
Yesterday after a much needed nap I drove out to the country to spend time with my young Golden Retriever, …
The Permissions of Memoir
When I first began to explore the memoir boom, looking here and there at hooks and chapters, I was amazed. …
Notes on the Infinite Familiar…
I need to see the world in dimension, that the ancient trees do not rend the sky but lift their …
Notes on a Yellow Rose…
I was the child of a child, the baby daughter of an ungrown woman. She tried to mother me, but …
Looking for Rodolfo…
When I was fifteen my mother gave me The Art of the Prima Donna, a recording made by the Australian …
Of Awnings and Peaches…
Draft Chapter, Nightfall In Verona – copyright 2010 Jenne’ R. Andrews “Dare I Eat a Peach?” — Prufrock, T.S. Eliot …
Loquaciously Yours 