Filed under open books

geeking out

I broke my number one marriage rule and told my husband (after almost 20 years of sticking to my guns) that he could put a TV in the bedroom.  It’s a big deal for me – and for him. He has always wanted one. I have always hated the idea (better things to do in … Continue reading

need a good read?

I am a chronic book-recommendor.  If you want a recommendation, you’ve come to the right place, but you may need to sit and stay a while.  Because I will go on and on.  I cannot be stopped. I will need to know a little something about you but I’m pretty sure I can come up with … Continue reading


I’m in love with punctuation.  To be clear, I am not talking about excessive exclamation points.  Look: I’m so excited! I’m so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stop the madness.  More exclamation points do not make you more excited than you were in the first sentence.  Once, I told a friend some good news and she was so excited, … Continue reading

open-booked coincidence?

Isn’t there a word for that thing that happens when you have something on your mind and it begins to seem like life is trying to tell you something because everywhere you go, everywhere you look, there are reminders?  Like, a million years ago when I was trying to get pregnant, everyone was pregnant.  Every … Continue reading

falling together

I just read Falling Together by Marisa de los Santos.  I had some issues with the lots ‘o swearing, the ending, and a character I thought Marissa gave up on but mostly, I loved the darn book. The characters are best of friends in college who split apart for six years but came back together … Continue reading


I just read a book called The Sense of an Ending.  I am not recommending it.  I fiercely hated the book.  The main character was so thoroughly unlikable and  I wanted very bad things to happen to him.  But hey.  This post is not about him or the book he lives in.  It’s only about … Continue reading

open-booked charity

It’s not my imagination.  There are more people on more corners asking for more money than there were last year.  And I’m reading this: With Charity for All by Ken Stern. The panhandling makes me sad and ashamed.  Well, isn’t that the right word for the feeling of not being able to look someone in the … Continue reading

booking our summer

Yep.  I made that.  Betcha wish you had one – am I right? Maybe because I’m excited about my life becoming small soon.  Or maybe because I’ll be home for the first summer EVER since my son started school 5 years ago. Or maybe because I love books (I have mentioned that before -yes?).  Or … Continue reading

the sound of reading

When I was waiting… No.  …longing, starving, pleading, crying, for… children, I used to think about how my home would sound with children rattling around in it.  At night, the sound of soft sighs and silly sleep talk, during the day, the pitter-pattering of feet, the “mooOOOOmmm!” call, the giggles, the ALL of it.  I … Continue reading

open-booked death

I just read About Alice by Calvin Trillin and A Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion, both books about how each of the authors (friends, by the way, did you know?) dealt with the death of their respective spouses.  And I seem to be drawn in, bowled under, and helpless to fight against my need to … Continue reading