All Hallows Eve is not only the spookiest night of the year, it's also a celebration of one of our most enigmatic magicians -- Harry Houdini.
And it's also the birthday of Susan Orlean, one of my favorite writers and the author of The Orchid Thief.
Even more literary magic is happening tomorrow in Washington Grove, Maryland, where I'm joining a poetry group for the first time.
This is big news because in the past 2 years my journaling is pretty much the only writing in my life. Nothing to sneeze at Sneezy. I mean I'm writing 400 pages every 5 months. Hmm I wonder how much that is by the pound of paper?? Silly.
I think this blog needs more visits from me. As does the Shrine of the Blessed Virgin Mary, that blue-domed amazement off North Capitol Street in Washington, DC. I hear they have quite a gift store. Actually, my grandma visited there on a bus filled with Polish ladies in flowered babooshkas from Anthony, RI. This was back in the early 60s. I heard they had a blast. My grandma's laugh alone could have propeled that bus to the moon and back.
I miss her. That's what happens when I eat too much chocolate. That's the thing about Halloween. If you're not supposed to eat candy, this is the wrong day for you to celebrate.
And it's also the birthday of Susan Orlean, one of my favorite writers and the author of The Orchid Thief.
Even more literary magic is happening tomorrow in Washington Grove, Maryland, where I'm joining a poetry group for the first time.
This is big news because in the past 2 years my journaling is pretty much the only writing in my life. Nothing to sneeze at Sneezy. I mean I'm writing 400 pages every 5 months. Hmm I wonder how much that is by the pound of paper?? Silly.
I think this blog needs more visits from me. As does the Shrine of the Blessed Virgin Mary, that blue-domed amazement off North Capitol Street in Washington, DC. I hear they have quite a gift store. Actually, my grandma visited there on a bus filled with Polish ladies in flowered babooshkas from Anthony, RI. This was back in the early 60s. I heard they had a blast. My grandma's laugh alone could have propeled that bus to the moon and back.
I miss her. That's what happens when I eat too much chocolate. That's the thing about Halloween. If you're not supposed to eat candy, this is the wrong day for you to celebrate.
