Hollywood served me up a slice of fresh hell with this remake.
I've had several of you ask me in private what I think about this upcoming miniseries, so I may as well chronicle my reaction in public: it includes loud screaming. I read this book (The Constant Princess) about 12 years ago and it made me angry. Normally, I don't sanction book burning, but I watched... Continue Reading →
Skim-reading last night, my eye fell on a random sentence. When you commit yourself to doing something every day that self-enforced discipline spills over into other areas of your life. THAT IS SO TRUE. In an effort not to be a slob, I committed to making my bed every morning. I forced myself to make... Continue Reading →
I don’t know why, but whenever I visit Daphne de Maurier’s Rebecca, I always get to the end and feel like starting all over again. It’s a peculiar sensation because nothing about the story is moral or upstanding—but it haunts me. Draws me in. So back I run to Manderley. If you have never read... Continue Reading →
I love moving forward. Improving myself and my life. Last year I did some important “me” things. I lost 15 pounds on the every other day diet. It was hard but worth it, because I love my new weight. This year, I am going to focus on “streamlining” my life. Bringing it into harmony. Learning... Continue Reading →