*Based on emails the morning after… Photo by Kelsey Chance on Unsplash Our book club is long-standing. We’ve been together through the years of pregnancy, small children, job loss, big children, aging parents, house woes, you name it, we’ve weathered it together. In dog years, our group is 325 years old — with multipliers of dog age… Continue reading The Best Book Club Meeting I Never Attended
Author Photo Prior to Devouring Reindeer Cookie About eight years ago, an ambitious high school student had her first cooking gig. A neighbor was hosting a large Christmas party complete with caroling and hot chocolate and hired her to make reindeer cookies for the children. The recipe was simple: sugar cookie, baked as usual. Mini pretzel… Continue reading Reindeer Cookies Return
“Fried egg sandwich?” The waitress inserted the plate between the chattering women. It was early which meant that there wasn’t much traffic on the road yet, which made it pleasant to sit outside the sandwich shop. Come 8:00 and the traffic would be snarling, kids running in to buy lunch, and it would only be… Continue reading The Insomniacs Book Club #4
Sam nodded at Courtney, gave her hand a quick, polite squeeze. She dropped her purse onto the floor and took a sip of her hot chocolate. “Cold hands, warm heart, right? Sit down. Stay awhile.” She opened her book and started reading. Courtney sidled into a chair next to the one where Bernice’s books tumbled… Continue reading The Insomniacs Book Club #3
This is the continuation of The Insomniacs Book Club, first posted May 30, 2017. The knock on the kitchen door was tentative, quiet as if the knocker really didn’t intend to be heard, wanted to be ignored and left to wander back to wherever they started, muttering under their breath about people being too wrapped… Continue reading The Insomniacs Book Club #2
The beautiful brunette sidled up, commented on the book that I was considering in the small independent bookstore, and then murmured a life-changing question. Minutes later, I was part of a new book group formed from pieces of a stodgy, dour book club, friends, and congenial others. This past Wednesday night, the book group surprised… Continue reading Love Letter to My Book Group
For years, a group of insomniacs have gathered at each other’s homes in the middle of the night to read together. Conversation is optional; some members arrive, read, and leave without a word. The members are united in wanting to be awake with another person when it’s the middle of the night and everyone else… Continue reading The Insomniacs Book Club
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