"The only real access that I have to my mind is when I'm writing." – Kay Ryan
Here in the U.S., we’re rolling into Labor Day weekend. In a lot of communities, Labor Day marks the end of the summer break for children and teachers. Many call this weekend “the end of summer,” and it will be the last big weekend for travel, hanging out at the beach, and cookouts. While summer... Continue Reading →
I’ve been thinking about how writing, storytelling, and literacy intersect (or not) in American culture. For a long time, humans believed we were superior to animals because we were smarter. Then we learned how to measure the intelligence of pigs and dolphins. We assumed a dividing line between humans and animals was the ability to... Continue Reading →
About four weeks ago, I had my stylist give me some purple highlights in my hair. It’s the first time I’ve ever colored my hair (if we exclude those hairspray colors used for Halloween or on stage that wash out easily). And I’ve found myself amused and/or bemused by people’s reactions. Most people who commented... Continue Reading →
Ruth F. Simon 