I’ve been cleaning house this summer, and as I clear out my books, one of the things I’ve noticed is that I have an extraordinary number of self-help books. I’m not talking a few, I’m talking dozens. I’ve probably invested many hundreds of dollars, possibly thousands, in these little tomes of wisdom over the years. Read more
I belong to a book club. We meet once a month throughout the year, taking a break only in July when most people’s summer plans tend to get in the way, and in December when we all go out to dinner in lieu of meeting at somebody’s home and deconstructing our latest read. The group of women who comprise the “membership” are a fantastic bunch. Accomplished and bright women all, each has her own unique brand of grace and charm, and I am honored to call them my friends. Read more
Since I wrote about my goal of reading some good books this year, I wanted to update my progress. Thus far in 2014 I’ve read The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt, Fairyland by Alysia Abbott, Once We Were Brothers by Ronald H. Balson, and a couple of utterly forgettable beach reads, the titles of which I’ve already forgotten. Read more
There are so many websites that post discussion ideas, blog post ideas, article ideas, photo challenges and the like during the week between Christmas and the new year that it’s sometimes overwhelming and hard to distinguish what is actually worthwhile.