Most weeks I write this blog from my viewpoint as an author — or a reader. But as I say in my revamped Welcome page, besides being an author and a reader/lover of books, I am also a journalist, attorney, foodie, wine lover, tennis and golf addict, a bff, and a wife — and mother. So, occasionally I’ll write a blog while wearing one of these other hats.
Apologies To My Son
This week, I am obliged to write as “mom” because I owe my son, Dan the most abject of apologies, on the record. It stems from something I said in an interview in a widely read website, writingandwellness.com where I was the featured writer. Colleen Story’s fabulous blog covered a lot of ground about me, and you can read the full blog by clicking here.
Taking The Piss
If and/or when you read that blog, you will see one subhead says: “Mom, No-one Reads Your Blog.” If you read that section, you will probably see that I meant is as a humorous, self-deprecating comment. But, as my son pointed out to me: “Mom, it makes me sound like a jerk.” Continue reading “With Apologies To My Son, Dan”
When I recently picked up The Vanity Fair Diaries 1983-1992 by Tina Brown I was prepared for a fabulous stroll down memory lane. Tina did not disappoint for the most part, but one shocking (to me, anyway) revelation literally made me drop my Kindle.
His name is Noah and he arrived in July. He is my husband Joe’s first great-grandchild, son of Joe’s first granddaughter, Heather who is the oldest of Joe’s five grandchildren.