The author and anthropologist Zora Neale Hurston could not find a publisher for her book Barracoon that did not want her to make extensive changes to the manuscript (as I mentioned in my last blog post), and so her book was not released until 50+ years after her death, 80+ years after it was written. The cause of the disagreement...
When I saw that the great Zora Neale Hurston had a new book out—her being deceased being not at all an impediment to this, and perhaps even, sadly, a furtherance—I rushed to buy it. Barracoon: The Story of the Last “Black Cargo” is very different from the other work I have read by her, the superb literary novel Their Eyes...
While writing my last blog post, I looked up the word peruse to make sure I was using it correctly in this sentence: “(The inquisitive one wasn’t sure which, having spent the previous few hours perusing poetry instead of store ads.)” According to dictionary.com, peruse has several definitions: to read through with thoroughness or care to scan or browse to...
It was 4am, and the inquisitive one was walking in the darkness and looking up at the stars. The inquisitive one had been inspired to do such a thing as a result of having just read the very short poem When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer by Walt Whitman. But then suddenly, while looking up at the stars, the inquisitive...
Do you know the Norman Rockwell painting called Freedom from Want? It’s the one where an elderly white couple is placing a cooked turkey on a not-too-elaborately set table, at which sit their smiling children and grandchildren. It a gorgeous painting, with a lovely sentiment behind it. Isn’t it wonderful, the painting seems to ask, to live in a country...
Do you remember having had, as a child, sudden realizations about who you were and what life was about? I do. I have many childhood memories: of picking strawberries, catching grasshoppers and roly-polies, making mud pies . . . and having kid epiphanies. Kid epiphanies can be empowering, frightening, or merely evocative of curiosity . . . but they are...
One felicitous thing about being in the dating world is the opportunity to meet a variety of people and talk with them one-on-one. One man I dated briefly expressed an appreciation for the novel Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. I read The Martian Chronicles many years ago and consider it to be a masterpiece. Truly, truly, if you would like...
The inquisitive one attended a few runner’s club events and became friends with another runner. They decided to meet, on the following Sunday, at a trailhead and run south along the stream together. “I grew pumpkins this year,” said the inquisitive one, between breaths while running. “I grew two kinds of pumpkins, one kind to carve and another kind to...
Here is a strange and, when you think about it, disturbing fact about our culture: Girls are more often, and more openly, encouraged to do “boy things” than boys are to do “girl things.” Can it be a good thing—for our personal relationships and for society—for females to grow up with an awareness of and appreciation for males, without the...
“Computaz rule!” said the robot, while slowly taking over the world. Does technology make our lives easier? Or does it complicate them in the guise of simplicity? Two blog posts ago, I admitted that I spent the last six months learning programming languages for which I may never find a practical use (by reading the book JavaScript & jQuery by...
Whereas I was able to put my new HTML and CSS skills to immediate and continuous use, reading about JavaScript and jQuery has been, for me, more esoteric. Web developers use JavaScript and jQuery daily. But for the rest of us, they are less obviously useful. The amateur web developer may find them to be less accessible—for example, hidden in...
A few months ago, I was browsing through my fave local chain bookstore—that’s still in business—seeking a new challenge. I roamed into parts of the store I don’t usually frequent. Finding myself in the computer section, a book caught my eye. A few years ago, you see, I taught myself HTML and CSS by reading a book by Jon Duckett...
The inquisitive one was expecting a message. Surely the message would arrive today. Most likely, the message would come via email or text. It was possible that it would come through Facebook or Twitter. WhatsApp was a distinct possibility. Then again, it could be an actual phone call. It could conceivably come through TrilliSilli, DeAppinessApp, or Appavader Rex—though these channels...
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The Body Keeps the Score Bessel van der Kolk, M.D.
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