This is a thing my mother would say when she was trying to convey a sense of how she was feeling when there were too many things to do, and all of them demanding her immediate attention. Or, maybe when she observed me or my sister manically scattering our own attention when what we needed … Continue reading Like a Chicken With Its Head Cut Off
Multi-function machines drive my husband a little crazy. We have one now--a television/DVD player combo--and I can see that he is just waiting for it to go blooey. The idea being that when you ask something to do more than is necessary, the design will be weaker than it might otherwise be and all sorts … Continue reading One Thing Well
A writer writes. That seems like the obvious thing, does it not? And yet. Apathy, lethargy, seventeen kinds of daily distraction, only five of which involve honorable pursuits like teaching and parenting and domestic whoseewhatsits, the rest flitting back and forth between Tom and Lorenzo, Already Pretty, Saveur and the Time Suck of the Cosmos … Continue reading Write, Writer!