The Pyrenees---Southern France

The Pyrenees---Southern France

Monday, July 11, 2022

My Sordid Affair

This is a busy summer. I'm in the middle of teaching my graduate class--coteaching, actually. (My teaching partner is my better half, and makes the month-long course a joy.) Two friends and I are embarking on a big (huge for us) undertaking involving storytelling. And it's hot.

Last week it got to 101 degrees. In St. Louis, that goes hand in hand with a humidity level of 127%. That might be an exaggeration, but only a slight one. In this part of the country, folks get to take shower as soon as they walk out the door--the sweat immediately starts dripping down every crook and crevice on our midwestern bodies.

Summertime... and the livin' is easy. And sweaty. 

Despite the heat, I've decided to make the season even hotter. Taylor Sheridan and I are having a hot and heavy love affair.

                                                          image by 19dulce91 via Pixabay

Why Taylor Sheridan? Why have I fallen in love with this smooth writin' man? Check out my post on the Muffin... 

... and keep cool. This sweltering weather--around here--could stay with us into September.


Thursday, June 23, 2022

A Long Time Gone

 It's been a long time since I last posted. Last week, I saw the Chicks (formerly the Dixie Chicks) in concert here in St. Louis. My post's title reminded me of one of their songs, Long Time Gone.

Right now I'm knee-deep into a challenging project: creating a channel of podcasts for women. I have two partners in crime crazy, and we thought the response would be slow... But just a couple of days ago we sent out an email, asking former Listen to Your Mother-St. Louis writers if they'd like to be involved...

And we already have more than 100 enthusiastic yeses. A. Maz. Ing.

I wrote about this big dream on WOW's The Muffin. If you'd like more information about it, I wrote a second post. I certainly hope that when it's up and running, you'll check us out... and subscribe.

What challenging thing have you faced recently? 

Sunday, March 27, 2022

The Agony of Not-Terrible Defeat

 SOL #21 (should be #27) See below to see what the Slice of Life challenge is.

Last night I went to a work trivia night. I was the anchor of the table. In this case, I was the member that would be holding back the rest of the group. I suck at trivia.

We had predict what score we'd make, in case there was a tie for first  some miracle happened  unicorns pranced around our table, pigs started flying and God parted the Red Sea (again) and gave us the answers for each round.

I (with hopefulness) suggested 4.

Who was the lead singer of Pearl Jam? I knew the answer, but not last night. 

Who was the lead singer of Poison? I knew it was Bret something (I'd watched Celebrity Apprentice years ago when he was a contestant) but I couldn't come up with his last name last night.

Who wrote Of Mice and Men... Who wrote Catcher in the Rye... What

was the name of the movie about the two Olympic figure skaters (we only saw a photo of the two actors D.B. Sweeney and Moira Kelly)... I knew those answers. How exciting that I could help out occasionally.

Somehow, we ended up 6th or 7th, out of 25, which is not terribly shabby. Of course, the night was full of laughter, food, and teasing...

Saturday, March 26, 2022

What a Difference a Day (or Two) Makes

 SOL #20 (should be #26)

Earlier this week: exhaustion. Pressure. Regret. (I was finishing my report cards a little past my principal's deadline, and had two nights were sleep was just an appetizer.)

Today: joy. Hope. Energy. (I plan on doing a better job of keeping up with my paperwork... but you know the saying about "man makes plans..." )

I can hear the gods laugh as I type this.

Tuesday, March 22, 2022

Death By Procrastination

SOL #19 (should be 22) 

She was a vibrant person, so full of life... except around report card time. Being buried under work that she should have kept up with, she breathed her last breath, and uttered her last words:                       

I'll try to do better next time.

And the gods answered, "We'll see. You say that every quarter."

Monday, March 21, 2022

Stories, Stories, Stories

 SOL #18 (should be #21) See below to find out what the Slice of Life Challenge is all about

Yesterday I was in a small theater all day. Yes, it was a gorgeous day, weather-wise, so I missed most of that. The black chairs, the black stage, the small spotlights--they were in stark contrast to the bright sunshine and the warm breeze that was happening right outside the double doors. However, I got to witness a different kind of beauty.

All day (and the day before, as well) writers were auditioning for the Listen to Your Mother show. We heard nostalgic pieces about mothers. We heard pieces of fierce motherhood--stories about mothers who had to be warriors for their children for a variety of reasons. We even heard a story about recovering from years of harsh treatment from a mother.

                                                                  image by Pixabay

The stories were healing. It was obvious that for the writer--writing the story, along with telling the story to an audience, was therapeutic. It either brought the mother back to life--if only for a moment--or it was a balm that helped alleviate a past pain.

If you're in the St. Louis area and you're free on May 7 (the day before Mother's Day), I suggest you save the date. The show will be at the Grandel Theater, and I think it will be wonderful.