Tag Archives: Donna Tartt’s “The Goldfinch”

Any Art at All

Posted on March 16, 2014 by Stephanie

I had an especially peculiar seventh grade Social Studies class.   On many occasions, my (single) teacher would wander off with another section’s (married) teacher in objectively suspicious circumstances (involving exaggerated body language and eye contact)–even to eleven and twelve … Continue reading →

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The Rusty Nail

Posted on December 10, 2013 by Stephanie

It is Jim’s birthday.   The last birthday he spent with us fell one month, to the day, after the November afternoon when we learned my husband’s illness was incurable. It has been said that by one’s 50th birthday, one … Continue reading →

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Let There be Light: The Bright Middle

Posted on November 30, 2013 by Stephanie

The bright middle: Jumpha Lahiri’s most recent novel described it as “[a] time of day lacking mystery, only an assertion of the day itself.  As if the sky were not meant to darken, the day not meant to end.” Lately … Continue reading →

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