Lost and found

THE SHEEPISH RETURN Act I, Scene I. Setting: Desk. Chair. Computer. Writer (ME) in mid-40s, hunched, hair frizzing to high heaven. Lights up on ME typing on BLOG. ME: Hey, Blog. 'Sup? BLOG: New phone. Who dis? ME: Come on, baby. Don't be like that. BLOG: Don't 'baby' me. You're the one who hasn't come …

The thunder of the ground sea, or what’s under the boat

One of my favorite things about rereading/reteaching stories is that no matter how well I think I know a work, I always unearth new intriguing bits. This past spring when I taught Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, I zeroed in on how Shelley describes the breaking up of the frozen northern ocean where Walton and Victor become …

Resolution redux

Like a kajillion others out there on the planet, I sat down today thinking about New Year's resolutions: the (in)famous list of things we optimistically hammer out about what we will or won't do in the coming new year and then give up on around, oh, the Ides of March. Pretty straightforward, these resolutions, right? …

Staying inside

Mercy. It's grown a bit cobwebby here at U-Leaves HQ. I think I just saw something scuttle under the floorboards. Apologies to the spammers who keep landing on the same old posts. I know that you are awaiting more of my "extreme informational posts that exceed great influence." I appreciate the "A+ for simply excellence …