Showing posts with label Harry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Harry. Show all posts
Friday, November 29, 2019

The Passage of Time

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I'm late today because I "slept late" and only woke when Harry, my cat, began to meow outside my closed bedroom door. His stom...
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Friday, September 06, 2019

Guilt as a Plot Device

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I'm still trying to finish up summer projects, settle into fall semester, and set up a schedule. But I did have a thought this morning t...
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Friday, April 21, 2017

Of Notebooks and Chocolate Bunnies

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In the midst of my usual almost-end-of-semester chaos, I'm late to the discussion about how we keep track of ideas. But I did take a p...
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Friday, February 12, 2016

How Much of an Escape

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Last year in Albany, New York, we had days when there was nothing to do – nothing one could have been expected to do – but stay inside and l...
Friday, January 15, 2016

Predictabilty

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Last night I was thinking about the great posts from my colleagues this week about David Bowie, trends, and creativity. I was wondering what...
Friday, November 20, 2015

Moving up the Hierarchy

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Last night I was watching Cupcake Wars. The four bakers were competing for $10,000. The winner would also have her fabulous cupcake creation...
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Friday, July 31, 2015

How Can I Use That?

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I may be speaking for only a small group of heartless, cold-blooded scribblers. But from the conversations I had over the years, I suspect t...
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Friday, May 08, 2015

False Starts and Half-Baked Ideas

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Yesterday I dashed out of the door for a 10 a.m. appointment. I was distracted, but on the Northway (the highway in upstate New York that ta...
Friday, January 16, 2015

The Power of Trust

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I think I've mentioned here that a couple of months ago I adopted a cat, now named to Harry. In this photo, Harry — eight year old Maine...