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Looking for Mental Room among the Chattering Masses

Thursday, March 13, 2008

In America, only sex is sacred

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It's hard to live in New York right now. It involves head-shaking. It involves shrugging. It involves heaving yet another sigh at the re...
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Sunday, December 16, 2007

Chrysalis

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Over on the other side of the room, a blue-clad mini-person is gurgling peacefully (for once), safe in the knowledge that I absolutely adore...
Sunday, June 10, 2007

To See My Mother

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Nero, also known as Little Black Cat, or Trouble, or Miss Query, or Shred-it, will be holding the fort and keeping my books warm. As the mos...
Friday, June 8, 2007

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This is Nemo. She keeps me company while I rifle through reference books thinking of posts and responses to others' posts at the new bl...
Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Hands off my belly!

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It's happened -- the thing I always dreaded most and was forewarned about. My belly has been rubbed without my permission. It was a fri...
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Monday, June 4, 2007

Talked out of the bookstore

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I've been drummed out of Barnes & Noble. The drumming was performed by a chatty man who wanted to tell me all about his difficult de...
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Monday, April 30, 2007

The Pre-Victorian Blogger

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For my birthday yesterday I received a delightful book called Voices from the World of Jane Austen. Among all the authors that I have loved...
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. . . we introverts just need our space. I wouldn't call myself a severe introvert. I can socialize without serious pain, although not without strain. This is no joke. You introverts of the world, you know what I'm talking about. When some acquaintance calls "just to chat," you want to cry. When you come home from social gatherings, you want quiet time to yourself. You are one of the millions who raised their eyes in private jubilation when Jonathan Rauch came out with this article in The Atlantic Monthly: "Caring for Your Introvert". You know who you are.
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