Monthly Archives: February 2013

Namaste

I’ve been practicing yoga consistently for eleven years, but I have not been able to make myself go lately. Part of it may be that much of the time and energy I devote to exercise has been funneled to Crossfit, but in the past I have combined yoga with weight lifting, running and Pilates, and […]

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A Happy Ending

An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination, as every mother of a stillborn child knows, is a stillbirth memoir by Elizabeth McCracken, a well-known literary novelist. The book gets passed from hand to hand like a holy text. I read it the first week after Balthazar was born. The doctor who signed me […]

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An Elegy

I found out that Jon Cook was dying from Facebook, the way you do, now. For a second my mind just refused to accept it. I convinced myself it had to be someone else. Our mutual friend, a musician originally from Louisville, has over 4000 Facebook friends. He could easily have two with the same […]

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Photographs and Memories

I have a very clear memory of Jasper’s quickening. I was visiting England for the first time, by myself, researching my second novel. I don’t think it’s possible to overstate the deep Anglophilia I had nurtured since childhood. It ran from A.A. Milne to Frances Hodgson Burnett, Queen Elizabeth I to Evelyn Waugh, the Bayeux […]

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