I once bought a black speckled canning pot, two boxes of Ball jars, and twelve pounds of dusky Italian plums…
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Glitter and Glue
I was sitting at my kitchen table answering email last Monday when a note from Kelly Corrigan popped into my…
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A Religion of One’s Own
The first thing I did when I found out I was pregnant, twenty-five years ago this winter, was get in…
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“Handling the Truth”–the perils and pleasures of memoir (and how to win this book!)
I don’t quite remember how Beth Kephart and I first met; it feels as if we’ve been friends forever. More…
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Waiting
You could say, we are waiting here. Waiting to find out which colleges will accept Jack for next fall. (So…
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Things I love: timeless books
I set out this morning to write about a few of my favorite things, beloved treasures I’m pleased to own…
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